Table Seating (open to all!)
Guiding Ginnie to the table, Alec selected a spot where her clothing would be most easily facilitated on the side facing the door. Moving a neighboring chair against a wall, he pulled out another chair for her to be seated in with enough space around her as to not disturb neighboring occupants (and be able to get up quickly if necessary).
A chair for you, Mademoiselle.
Taking the seat to her right, Alec looked up to the door in time to see Nova enter in her vintage Nirvana look and...someone...next to her.
Well, there's Nova...and...oh...my...god...is that Jan?
Keeping what could have easily been a bout of uproarious laughter down to a choking chuckle, Alec struggled to get his ageism in check.
I suppose some of us are luckier than others concerning the traditional clothing of our time. It is a good thing he's got nice legs or there'd be trouble.
Feeling immensely better about his youth, Alec reached for the bottle center table.
Wine for you?
((OOC: I will have sporadic access until Tuesday morning - please jump in and help entertain! I'll pop in and be sarcastic or socially clumsy as frequently as possible! Cheers, and Happy Halloween! Permission to staff to move me as necessary.))
Why Miss Ginnie, are you asking me to dance with you? How forward!
Nodding to Mathias and Shay, Alec bowed slightly.
Well, back to work, it seems. My most difficult task of the evening will be figuring out how to dance around the gown - I'm afraid it is a lost skill among us younger bloodsucking fiends. My only hope is that I learn quickly, lest I become dessert!
It was nice talking with y'all - have a good evening, if we don't bump into one another again.
Offering his arm out to Ginnie, Alec suggested
So...off to the dance floor, or time to check in? Or...hm. Looks like the group has split up a bit. Want to take different routes to intercept everyone as efficiently as possible, or say fuck it and just do whatever?
((OOC: Alec pending out, temporary move rights to Ginnie))
She grinned mischieviously at him as they made their was to the dance floor. She figured they could visit the chocolate fountian in a bit, her tummy was rather full at the moment anyway.
((OOC Ginnie Out-lock up please))