GRAND RELAUNCH BARBECUE

[heloise]

Who: EVERYONE
What: Awesomeness Committee BBQ party
When: Saturday, July 6
Where: Castle lawn and pool


So many days into summer and not a single pool party yet! Today castle residents may hear some noise wafting from the lawn and pool along with that distinct smell of the barbecue roaring. Oh yeaaah, Barney Stinson's got you covered, Paradisa!

The lawn area has been decked out all in colors, with the grills to one side and the chocolate fountain to another. For those more inclined to chill out and soak up the sun, there are picnic rugs rolled out on the green grass among any kind of game you could wish for. The pool itself has a few floating beds thrown in and all sorts of toys, with a changing tent set up just nearby for anyone who decides they want to get wet and wild after all!

All the fun is for forgetting recent horrors the residents have been through. So once the sun goes down, there will be a time to write down all unpleasantness, and set it to fire. But be careful not to stay out too late; the Castle may have a different idea of Cinderella once midnight strikes.


THE BARBECUE | LAWN AREA | THE POOL | PAPER LANTERNS

Comments

[heloise]

[ She tries to keep up but her strides are shorter still than his. ]

Why? Does it have large wheels?

[gottaknockhard]

[Come on, walking in... sort of pants should help.]

You'll see for yourself when we get to it.

[heloise]

[ Latex pants. And no. ]

What pulls it forward if not horses?

[gottaknockhard]

... There's an engine. It's all mechanical.

[Still keeping his eyes forward, by the way.]

[heloise]

[ Good on you, Spike, and she repeats the word like it's foreign. ]

Mechanical. With electricity?

[gottaknockhard]

[Normally he enjoys talking about cars, but he's drawing a blank at the moment. Simple answers only.]

They run on gasoline.

[heloise]

[ She falls quiet, if only because she doesn't know what he's talking about. At all. But it might irritate him for her to keep asking. ]

But I know not how to ride a car.

[gottaknockhard]

[It's not really her fault, he's never been very good at teaching. And that's without the distractions.]

You can check a few things off your list tonight.

[heloise]

A few?

I only recount riding the car. Perhaps having red hair, like Jezebel. [ Nope, not talking about the rest of the outfit. ]

[gottaknockhard]

[Well, he's not about to point it out.]

Two, then.

[heloise]

Promise to keep me from falling off of this car.

[gottaknockhard]

Don't worry, I'll strap you in.

[It just came out like that, he swears.]

[heloise]

Then I am reassured.

[ One more thing though, she shifts the folded lanterns in her hands and offers them for him to carry. ]

[gottaknockhard]

[...Phew, she didn't catch that. He nods, silently when he doesn't have to recover, and takes them without even knowing what they're for.

If it weren't for the wig, he may even pass for a gentleman right now.]

[heloise]

[ Or the inflatable muscles. But it makes holding on to his arm more comfortable so she certainly isn't complaining! ]

[gottaknockhard]

[Good thing, since Spike may have maxed out on conversation skills a while back. It's only belatedly he realizes what a better distraction it was.

Ugh, whatever. So they're dressed up as his friend and his friend's wife who tries to kill him every time the holidays roll around. The castle could have picked worse. -- If it's even the castle. Crowley was at that party.

He'll just be walking a little more moodily at his last revelation, even if he thinks he hides it well. Things may be different if he hadn't assigned himself as Lucrezia's escort. ... Or whatever. Now Spike will have to remember to trip him in the hallway the next time they cross paths.]