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[justashow]

I can't decide if this is better or worse than showing up to my ex's house warming party.  Certainly the drinks are better.  Dalton couldn't make a proper chocolate martini if his life depended on it.

From what others have told me, I just have to hang around until midnight at which point...I wake up?  By all counts it doesn't make sense.

[ooc:  Kyle

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[winewomenand]

And to think. A month ago I would have done my level best to take complete advantage of such a situation as this.

[justashow]

The situation being?

[winewomenand]

You. Here. So confused. So un-forewarned and un-expecting of something like myself.

[justashow]

Oh, but I'm a good boyscout. I'm always prepared.

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[harrysbackup]

It hadn't been hard to find the place, and even more surprising, it really wasn't that difficult to spot the guy at the bar who had to be Kyle. Thomas, still in his faerie wings and loin cloth, made his way to the young man's side.

"Kyle?"

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[justashow]

Kyle finished off his martini and then spun on a barstool with dramatic slowness to take a look at the person who'd hailed him.

"In the flesh," he drawled, giving the loin cloth an approving once over. "And so are you, it seems. Hello Thomas. Nice wings."

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[harrysbackup]

"You think?" He said, turning slightly. "I thought they were a bit much, but Justine insisted. Mind if I join you?"

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[justashow]

"Go right ahead." Kyle gestured to the seat next to him. "Order what you like. Apparently I have a tab here, even though I've never been before."