bernard's birthday party
Jun. 9th, 2005 11:31 amLilly did not want to get up early. The tequila she had last night did not want her to get up early either. However, she has trouble to get into so she's down at the bar early. She orders a carafe of coffee and spends some time chatting with bar. Eventually, she walks away with the key to a private room, among other things.
It's a few hours later now, and an immense amount of coffee has been consumed, and the room has been transformed. There are empty tequila bottles acting as vases for bouquets of purple and blue and in concession to Bernard's taste, black balloons. There are streamers made from exotic labels off of strange and occasionally familiar bottles of alcohol. There are comfy chairs scattered around for conversation and hiding behind once Bernard arrives. There's music all ready, Bob Dylan and the White Stripes and a few other things she thinks he might like. There is a neon-bright sign across the back of the room reading HAPPY BIRTHDAY BERNARD!" There's also a table with a lone, flamboyantly wrapped package on it with a tag reading "To Bernard, Happy Birthday, Love Lilly, P.S. Please To Be Not Killing Me Before Opening."
Now all she needs are guests.
It's a few hours later now, and an immense amount of coffee has been consumed, and the room has been transformed. There are empty tequila bottles acting as vases for bouquets of purple and blue and in concession to Bernard's taste, black balloons. There are streamers made from exotic labels off of strange and occasionally familiar bottles of alcohol. There are comfy chairs scattered around for conversation and hiding behind once Bernard arrives. There's music all ready, Bob Dylan and the White Stripes and a few other things she thinks he might like. There is a neon-bright sign across the back of the room reading HAPPY BIRTHDAY BERNARD!" There's also a table with a lone, flamboyantly wrapped package on it with a tag reading "To Bernard, Happy Birthday, Love Lilly, P.S. Please To Be Not Killing Me Before Opening."
Now all she needs are guests.
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Date: 2005-06-10 06:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-10 06:46 pm (UTC)"But I told him he should have practiced more, so that's totally not my fault."
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Date: 2005-06-10 06:48 pm (UTC)I'm just bein' an ass. Bernard ain't gonna do nothin'. You did a nice job.
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Date: 2005-06-10 06:55 pm (UTC)"You really think so? Thanks, Raph!"
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Date: 2005-06-10 07:09 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2005-06-10 07:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-10 07:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-10 07:41 pm (UTC)Okay okay okay. We're derailin' that train o'thought right NOW.
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Date: 2005-06-10 07:57 pm (UTC)"If you insist. What would you like to think about instead?"
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Date: 2005-06-10 08:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-10 08:10 pm (UTC)She decides not to abuse that, at the moment.
"So okay, what do you do in your world? Are you a bouncer there too? I thought Indy said something about Mike being a ninja, is that a family gig?"
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Date: 2005-06-10 08:15 pm (UTC)Yeah. Yeah it is. We trained together.
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Date: 2005-06-10 08:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-10 08:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-10 08:25 pm (UTC)"Splinter? Why do I recognize that name? Is he like, a famous ninja guy or something? Did he maybe make a movie with Steven Seagal?"
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Date: 2005-06-10 08:27 pm (UTC)Not that I'm aware of. I'm pretty sure people woulda noticed that. Splinter's a rat.
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Date: 2005-06-10 08:29 pm (UTC)"Wait, that's how I know that name! It's from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, my brother LOVED that show!"
She stares at Raph.
"Holy hell, you're a hero in a halfshell, aren't you?"
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Date: 2005-06-10 08:30 pm (UTC)If I say yes will you never sing that theme song within earshot?
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Date: 2005-06-10 08:35 pm (UTC)"I'm afraid I can't promise that, Raph. Or should I say Raphael?"
And then her eyes widen, and she grins.
"However, I might be willing to hold off on bar-wide karaoke renditions of the song if you give me ninja lessons!"
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Date: 2005-06-10 08:38 pm (UTC)*He facepalms again. Why? Because he knows even if he complies, Mike will just sing it along with her. He's just doomed no matter what he does.*
There's no way I'm getting outta this, is there?
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Date: 2005-06-10 08:40 pm (UTC)"Nope! So what's your specialty? Were you the one with the stick or the sword or the throwing stars or the broken halves of a baton chained together?"
She pauses.
"Hey, wait. Aren't you supposed to be a turtle?"
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Date: 2005-06-10 08:43 pm (UTC)Sai. They're called Sai. Here.
*Reaching up under the back of his shirt, he grabs one, and hands it to her. It's heavy, but well balanced.*
I was. I got better.
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Date: 2005-06-10 08:55 pm (UTC)"Wow. What up, sai has a whole new meaning for me now. This is pretty cool, it's kinda like a shrimp fork on steroids."
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Date: 2005-06-10 09:06 pm (UTC)*Don't let it fool you, he's smirking. Despite what he says, he's entertained.*
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