suitcaseofnails

As we've posted before, we are holding a beach party with a confirmed date of the Fourth of July weekend! Now, now, I know that some of you are no doubt busy - Vash, darling, the cat is really that important? - or have some odd fear of GREEN jello, but really, what's a party without some people involved~? Now, I shall bring all sorts of drinks, and I know that there will be some grilled foods and some sports - tag the Stampede, anyone? - so please, people, darlings, do stop by.

I'll even promise to make sure there's enough sugar for even the most ravenous of priests out there~

Oh! And that music? So last year.

So, that's it? No more silliness going on? Well then, I guess that's good, I won't need to give Meryl this for her attempts to get into the Stampede's pants. Although, really, I think there are a few better ones I can find if given more than a ten minute notice.

Livio, brute, darling, you owe me drinks. Same for you, priest.

So. It looks like the whole spring thing is going on rather nicely. Maybe a few sinking ships here and there, but really, the place just needs a nice good rainstorm and we'll all be ready for warmer weather. Thank God. I so can't stand all this chilly air. Even my shoes are cold.

Anyways, are you done with the Batman impression? Or is it the Joker? Ah well, I am such a blonde~ As I was saying, if you are done, I'd like you to come back to work and give me a hand. For some reason, I can't locate my books.

Oh yes, congratulations, Nero, for the start of your own business. I am sure there will be a wonderful amount of people slinking out of the woodwork needing a few tweaks here and there. I'd give you a few names, but I am sure they are already poked their noses in your direction.

As for the rest of you darlings, the new season of business wear is out. Stop on by and we're sure to fit you out for any occasion. Well. Barring the occasional sinking pleasure ship, mmkay?

Oh how so dull of all you darlings. See? Didn't I say you'd be doing all that? Pft.

Now let me think~ Drinks, a nice dinner, and even styling. What a filled next couple days. OH! Wasn't there a firing range showdown too in there? Or does Nero not want to come out to play? I'd be so disappointed too. Le sigh.

At least I got rid of that shag carpeting. Now. For furniture~

There are times like these that I think bars were invented for. And if you people want to come along, it's fine by me. I hate drinking alone.

EDIT: Well, then, let's meet at the Square and go from there. If you can tear yourselves away~

[OOC: VERGIL. NERO. ABEL. LADY. She is looking at you rite nao!]