Frontenac Suite; Wednesday Evening [10/23].

[somethingwithturquoise]

The suite that Summer and Stark had been given had boasted being "spacious and perfect for entertaining," and so now Summer was putting that claim to the test with her traditional School Trip Wednesday Night Room Party. Texts had been sent out to remind people of the party or to inform them if it was their first trip (with a caveat that if you were underage, Gladio Amicitia will kick you out, but that was mostly just a formality because, here in Quebec, the drinking age was 18, and she was pretty sure even their youngest students were at least that age now, but, either way, she was covering her bases for resposible chaperone behavior!), and then a good portion of her day was spent getting the jello shots ready, setting up snacks, getting other alternate drinks, and then utilizing this 'perfect for entertaining' space to its full advantage.

And, of course, all the shots were locally inspired and, when possible, locally sourced. You had
Maple Bourbon Cider, Maple Almond, a little French Martini, Honeysuckle Mimosas enchanced with local honeysuckle berries, an Ultimate Caeser, some flag representation, and, of course, the poutine jello shot.

(For which, oddly enough!, there were no recipes to link. Rude!)

The cooler was also filled with bottles of water, Canada Dry, and Puppers and other local brews, and there was a good selection of other booze if you wanted to mix your own drink (especially if you were pouring some of that Gus N Bru).

And the snacks? Of course you have your ketchup chips and all-dressed and dill picklers, and other varieties of moddable party food, but you really don't want to miss the poutine punchbowl.

So come on in! It was Wednesday night! There was a playlist pumping that had only Canadian artists on it (with an emphasis on ones from Quebec, but not exclusively because come on). Time for a mid-week classic room party!

[[ open party is open and flying OCD-free! Swing by, enjoy the party and free booze and snacks and please don't mind if I disappear due to being eaten by work! ]]

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[single_man_tear]

Did Dean spent yesterday afternoon drinking Canada's best whiskey? Yes. Does that mean he'd probably skip tonight's party because he spent yesterday drinking Canada's best whiskey?

Absolutely not.

He had two bourbon cider jello shots in his hand and was definitely enjoying the music vibe even if it was music after 1979.

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Dean!" Even if she wasn't already few shots, both jello and whiskey, in by the time she got to him, she would have still been thrilled to see him. If any of the jello shots weren't moving,she was confident in her ability to get him to dwindle their numbers a bit. Like, he was no Raiden, sure, but there would always be frogs' legs.

"Hi! Welcome to your first school trip mid-week room party!"

[single_man_tear]

"Oh, is this a regular thing?" Dean asked, cheerfully. "See if I knew about this I would have probably taken a class sooner. Loving the bourbon jello shots and when I'm done with this I'm hitting the poutine bowl you have over there."

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer positively beamed at that plan. She knew she could count on you, Dean!

"It's a tradition!" she explained happily. "I started doing it as a way to sort of soothe the pain of not having my usual bar shift on the school trips,and I've kept it up ever since, no matter what the situation. Some trips are easier than others. Last trip, we were all shoved into a stupidly tiny room, and one time, I had to do it without electricity because we're were staying at some closed down haunted amusement park. But this year is great! This room's the perfect balance between the crazy fancy shit and the really basic bitch shit."

[single_man_tear]

"Well, I'm going to have to make sure I'm on the next trip," Dean said grabbing a beer. Because there's no way I'm staying home after this trip and having to make do with a Tino cocktail. Which just sounds... depressing."

[somethingwithturquoise]

"Anything involving Tino is depressing," Summer agreed, crinkling her nose. And then that nose wrinkle grew into a 'bleh', complete with stuck out tongue and a vaguely nauseated look.

"I just remembered," she said, "I'm going to have to hear all about the fake trip he totally didn't take instead of going on this to try and one-up when I get back."

[single_man_tear]

"He lies about taking vacation?" Dean asked in disgust. "That's disgusting. Make sure I'm around when he tries that and I'll throat punch him."

[deathsmajesty]

"Somehow, being pressed makes the flannel only look more egregious," Liliana noted.

Or, 'Hello Dean,' as some people might say.

[single_man_tear]

"I had to balance out your outfit," Dean said, checking out Liliana's outfit. "Otherwise your dress would cause more problems with global warming."

[deathsmajesty]

"That was actually suave, darling," she purred, giving him a grin. "I'm impressed. Thank you. I do adore an excuse to get dressed up."

[single_man_tear]

"So what would be your excuse today?" Dean joked. "It's Wednesday?"

[deathsmajesty]

"And this dress makes my ass look fantastic," Liliana said cheerfully.

Listen, her normal dress might have been a showcase for her impressive cleavage and her equally-impressive legs, but a fur mantle did not for rear end showcasing make. Sometimes it was nice to remind people she had multiple physical assets.

"Have you been enjoying your vacation, darling? Missing the chair?"

[single_man_tear]

“Well it’s my second vacation in fifteen years and I haven’t had to do anything with supernatural or risk my so… It’s nice. But weird,” Dean admitted. “I mean I’m having fun and everything but I keep waiting for it all to go to crap.”

[deathsmajesty]

"Oh, you should have been around for the last one then," Liliana said in a hard voice. "We seemed to be staying at a lovely hotel and resort, but then a theme park crashed into it."

[single_man_tear]

“I’m going to take a hard pass on that one,” Dean replied. “I’m enjoying the whiskey and just hanging with people.”

[deathsmajesty]

"Oh, that wasn't even the worst of it," Liliana said. "It's like your...didn't you mention once that there were books written about you and your brother? And a convention?"

[stykera]

"Hello, Dean. Welcome to one of Summer's room parties!"

It was also Stark's room, sure, but he wasn't about to take any party credit.

[single_man_tear]

"So the party is all her and not you?" Dean joked. "Surely she makes you do something. The heavy lifting? Decorations?"

[stykera]

"I helped," Stark said. "Some. But she does all of the difficult parts. And she's solely responsible for all the jello."

Nobody else wanted credit for that, though.

[single_man_tear]

"Yeah, no one can make a jello shot like her," Dean said eyeing one jello shot in particular.

[stykera]

"She prides herself on that."

Stark, that was obvious to everyone.

"And she's very good at coming up with strange things and delicious ones. You just have to stay alert and aware of what you might pick up."

[single_man_tear]

"Well, I've had Tino's Malort Pie so I don't think there's anything that Summer could throw at me now that I wouldn't take. Mostly."

[stykera]

"You really shouldn't say things like that out loud," Stark said with a sigh.

"She's going to have to try and do worse than that, now."

And it would be all Dean's fault!

"I hope you learned never to eat anything Tino makes again?"