Party time.

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There was an announcement on the bulletin board.

"COME ONE, COME ALL to a
PARTY TO REMEMBER!

MUSIC! DANCING! MARGARITAS! PIZZA!

WHERE: Star Tours, Tomorrowland
WHEN: Tonight, sundown
WHO: You, of course

RSVP not required; just bring an open mind and your dancing shoes!

-- *there are scribbles here, as if several signatures were written and then crossed out* John Crichton and I will kill you, you damn son of a"

Harvey smiled as he admired his handiwork. It'd been too long since he'd gotten out to see John's friends.

John glared from behind bars. "What the hell are you doing?" he bellowed.

"I'm making an effort to meet these nice people. After all, it doesn't do to stay cooped up in your head all day. It's unhealthy. Liable to make me a sociopath." Harvey grinned unnervingly. "And we wouldn't want that, would we?"

((As threatened, Harvey wants to party. Heh. It rhymes. Use the thread below for discussion, partying, what-not. Meet John! Meet Harvey! Meet both in the same sentence!

Also, apologies for not being around more -- both Real Emo Life and school have been kicking my ass something fierce.))

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If there's one thing John's mind neaded more of, it was attractive women. His views on Aeryn notwithstanding, Harvey did enjoy the ladies. (And the gentlemen, but that wasn't important right now.) So Harvey smiled as he approached Cayce, glad John had given him her name.

Harvey glared at John. "Friend of yours?" he hissed. We'll see how long that lasts.

"Hello there. Need a drink?"

[caycep]

Something about the "Hello there" fell oddly on Cayce's ear, but she was, for the moment, too discombobulated to really notice it. "Not just yet," she said. "Just woke up from a nap. How the hell did you talk Crowley out of the tequila?"