I made my way through the crowd and spotted the most inssanely cute pair of pink wings I have ever seen, attached to the back of.... oh that hair, it's so familiar, those wings belong to... Angel? Haha!
I walked up behind him and tapped him on the back with my nightstick. "Fashion Police! We're going to have to take you in for questioning," I said in a deadpan voice, "Pink is so not your colour!"
I think I was probably over halfway through my second beer when I started to get a little more comfortable with myself. Plus, there was the fact that I'd not had to talk with anyone about my choice..well, not my choice, in costume.
Finally, I felt brave enough to walk around a little to see if I could find anyone dressed as bad or worse than I was. There's no telling what the girls and Cordelia came up with for Wesley. Before I took more than two steps, I felt a tap on my shoulder. Here it comes.
"Fashion Police! We're going to have to take you in for questioning. Pink is so not your colour!"Lorne. This was probably going to be a bad thing. He'd do his best to broadcast to everyone in the room exactly what I was wearing. Taking another swig of my beer, I turned around to face him with a raised brow. Was he wearing..it was so..dark
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I looked down at my cop uniform and looked back up at him and smiled. "You like?" I asked. "Get it? Fashion Police? I really kill me sometimes, you know that?"
I gave him a wide grin and playfully tapped him on the arm with my nightstick and laughed hysterically.
Then I pointed at his drink. "I've only been at this party for 10 minutes now and I haven't even started drinking!" I gasped with feigned shock. "I better get on that! Toodles!"
I waved at him and bopped off in search of something to drink.
Raising a brow at him, I nodded slightly. "Right, fashion police." I looked down at my arm while taking another drink from my beer as he laughed. Something must have been funny apparently.
As I lowered the drink, I looked at him. He hadn't had a drink? What did that have to do with anything? He motioned toward the drink in my hand. Oh. I started to stutter out some words, but stopped when he gasped and waved himself away.
"Well, that's um..okay." Shrugging, I finished off the drink in my hand and absent-mindly handed it to a waiter as he walked past me. I halfway wanted to find Harmony and ask her what the hell she was thinking for sticking these things on my back. Then again, she'd probably make a bigger scene than Lorne did and that's not what I wanted in the least.
Maybe I should find Wesley and ask him what he was drinking when he hired Harmony as my secretary. Although, knowing him, he probably liked the fact that she was my secretary. Rolling my eyes, I crossed my arms and looked around the room
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I walked up behind him and tapped him on the back with my nightstick. "Fashion Police! We're going to have to take you in for questioning," I said in a deadpan voice, "Pink is so not your colour!"
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Finally, I felt brave enough to walk around a little to see if I could find anyone dressed as bad or worse than I was. There's no telling what the girls and Cordelia came up with for Wesley. Before I took more than two steps, I felt a tap on my shoulder. Here it comes.
"Fashion Police! We're going to have to take you in for questioning. Pink is so not your colour!"Lorne. This was probably going to be a bad thing. He'd do his best to broadcast to everyone in the room exactly what I was wearing. Taking another swig of my beer, I turned around to face him with a raised brow. Was he wearing..it was so..dark ( ... )
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I gave him a wide grin and playfully tapped him on the arm with my nightstick and laughed hysterically.
Then I pointed at his drink. "I've only been at this party for 10 minutes now and I haven't even started drinking!" I gasped with feigned shock. "I better get on that! Toodles!"
I waved at him and bopped off in search of something to drink.
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As I lowered the drink, I looked at him. He hadn't had a drink? What did that have to do with anything? He motioned toward the drink in my hand. Oh. I started to stutter out some words, but stopped when he gasped and waved himself away.
"Well, that's um..okay." Shrugging, I finished off the drink in my hand and absent-mindly handed it to a waiter as he walked past me. I halfway wanted to find Harmony and ask her what the hell she was thinking for sticking these things on my back. Then again, she'd probably make a bigger scene than Lorne did and that's not what I wanted in the least.
Maybe I should find Wesley and ask him what he was drinking when he hired Harmony as my secretary. Although, knowing him, he probably liked the fact that she was my secretary. Rolling my eyes, I crossed my arms and looked around the room ( ... )
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