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[starspangledman]

WHAT in person
WHERE Heavenly Grounds
WHEN 75!!

[So how do you feel about getting into the holiday spirit? Because with all that wine around from the Bingo victories someone's put a sign up outside Heavenly Grounds today advertising a ~holiday party~ There's festive decorations with mulled wine, hot toddies, spiked egg nog. You name it, it's there to get you plastered.

And I guess there's cookies and fruit cake and stuff too, but who needs food when there's drinking?]

Comments

[divasterous]

How so?

[ribblerouser]

Alcohol doesn't really do anything for me. I'll drink it for flavor at best.

[divasterous]

Ooh, really? An alien thing, I guess?

[ribblerouser]

Every plant on Vyzania is alcoholic. My childhood juice was stronger than most of this.

[divasterous]

Thaaaat's. Well! Well.

[ribblerouser]

Whenever Thissizz comes to visit I have to get all the fruit in the house de-alcolated! [laughs, sliding an arm around Vasily] Though as a social thing, of course, it's a great excuse to mingle. Alcohol, I mean.

[divasterous]

[makes a startled noise when Mikk's arm goes around him, like a cat that wasn't expecting to be petted. mmrgh!]

There's a non-zero chance I'm a total lightweight.

[ribblerouser]

Have you not drunk before, or are you just estimating your chances based on experience? [withdraws his arm a bit when vasily makes a sound, trying to interpret if it's a protest. Hoverarming?]

[divasterous]

[leans in against him, aggressively reassuring]

Very small amounts.

[ribblerouser]

[settles that arm back down then]

Well, if you've got someone to help you out, it's not so bad, I think?

[divasterous]

I think getting drunk doesn't sound like a huge amount of fun.

[ribblerouser]

Terrans seem to do it an awful lot, so I'm not sure.

[divasterous]

Mmm . . . I'll have a little, but you have to look after me, so make sure that stays fun for you.

[ribblerouser]

Please don't let me talk you into it if you don't enjoy it! But I'll keep you company gladly regardless.

[divasterous]

Please do!

[ribblerouser]

Then I'll pick up a drink as well.

[divasterous]

A juice.

[ribblerouser]

A nostalgic juice.

[divasterous]

Right.

[ribblerouser]

Works for me. [picks up some wine]

[divasterous]

I suppose that's all that wine is . . . nostalgic juice . . .

[ribblerouser]

Is it...?

[divasterous]

Juice that longs for the days before fermentation?

[ribblerouser]

Oh! The wine itself is nostalgic?

[divasterous]

Right, right.