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[GP] Food for the soul
Carlos hated being back at the hotel. He had begun by trying to access the Nevernever but that had totally failed, then caught up with Buffy to go and visit both London and Edinburgh, for varying reasons, and the rest of the time he had headed to Spain - he may have been well travelled, but rarely got time to be a tourist - but his time relaxing and finding out about Spain had been unceremoniously cut short when he woke up and found himself back at the hotel. For a few moments he lay there, utterly fed up, and just feeling incredibly homesick.
That only lasted a few minutes; after that he was a man on a mission.
He hunted out Caroline, and had a long chat with her. Plans were set. Time to cook up a storm. They'd missed 4th July, this could serve as a belated celebration, as well as a 'things ain't all bad here' event. Posters went up throughout the hotel, giving notice of a cook out. Everyone was encouraged to attend. What could be bad about this?
Grills were set up outside to cook up as much meat as they could hold; non-meat options were there as well for variety; salads prepared... a vast array of food to try and cheer up anyone who needed it. Carlos took his place at the grills, brandishing tools, turning the meat over just at the right point.
All that was needed now was people to attend.
[ooc: Use as a general gathering post - if you want Carlos specifically, tag him in the subject line]
That only lasted a few minutes; after that he was a man on a mission.
He hunted out Caroline, and had a long chat with her. Plans were set. Time to cook up a storm. They'd missed 4th July, this could serve as a belated celebration, as well as a 'things ain't all bad here' event. Posters went up throughout the hotel, giving notice of a cook out. Everyone was encouraged to attend. What could be bad about this?
Grills were set up outside to cook up as much meat as they could hold; non-meat options were there as well for variety; salads prepared... a vast array of food to try and cheer up anyone who needed it. Carlos took his place at the grills, brandishing tools, turning the meat over just at the right point.
All that was needed now was people to attend.
[ooc: Use as a general gathering post - if you want Carlos specifically, tag him in the subject line]
Re: Clarice and Dean
"Oh, I know I can." Dean also didn't acknowledge her nickname. She'd get tired of using it when it didn't get a reaction. He hoped. "Care to put a bet on it? Loser lip synchs to winner's choice in front of everyone at either the bar or the cafe."
Re: Clarice and Dean
Re: Clarice and Dean
"The left back corner." He bounced the ball and it went in perfectly. "Drink up, buttercup."
Re: Clarice and Dean
But she picked up her cup and guzzled the beer down with a flip upside down when she was done.
"Dead center cup." Clarice didn't even bother to bounce the ball but tossed it straight in with minimum splash. "Drink up, buttercup."
Re: Clarice and Dean
He didn't bounce the ball this time, but called out, "left of center." It landed in the cup with a fair splash. "Your turn."
Re: Clarice and Dean
"Should make you drink double for that one."
Re: Clarice and Dean
And it landed perfectly behind the one Clarice had used. Dean smirked and guzzled his beer, before flipping the cup upside down.
Re: Clarice and Dean
"Left of center." She had to concentrate hard and let out a sigh of relief when the ball landed where she said it would.
Re: Clarice and Dean
"Right of center." He said before he guzzled his penance beer down. Dean flicked the ball with what he thought had enough momentum but the damn thing hit the rim of the right cup only to land in the one behind it.
"Son of a bitch." He just lost if she made her last call.
Re: Clarice and Dean
"Nice try, donor." She teased him and then said, "right of center." Clarice hoped she didn't just jinx herself by being cocky and picking the same cup Dean had.
The Fates were on her side and the ball landed perfectly into that cup. Now, she gave a whoop of pleasure.
Re: Clarice and Dean
He put up his hands, "I give you are the winner." Dean smirked, "this time." There would be revenge he just didn't know how he was going to get her to lip sync and embarrass the hell out of herself.
Re: Clarice and Dean
"I'll have to think of a really good song for you to lip sync, too and not just lip sync, perform like the video. You have to do it right." Clarice held up her fingers, "and I solemnly swear I won't pick Justin Bieber."
Re: Clarice and Dean
[ooc: Fade?]
Re: Clarice and Dean
[ooc: Fade!]