dinner party meme.

[memesmemes]

~DINNER PARTY TIME~

You're at a dinner party. Who is throwing it, or if you're throwing it - that's up to you. These things always, when the wine is flowing, end up dislodging old family grudges, friendship feuds, and sometimes, even general good spirits. There's always a lot to do - so, how are you going to spend your evening?

01. >> Socializing?
02. >> Cooking?
03. >> Hosting the dinner?
04. >> Avoiding said dinner?
05. >> Killing the vibe!

06. >> Just chowing down.

07. >> PARTY GAMES!
08. >> Hanging around in the kitchen being a menace?
09. >> Drinking away your sorrows in the lounge?
10. >> Drowning your issues in the foyer?
11. >> Making out with a convenient individual on a balcony?
12. >> Raiding the liquor cabinet and making an escape to the pool house?
13. >> Or just generally making an escape?

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[mizunosenshi]

[ Ami was making the final preparations on a dish she'd put together, with Makoto's assistance, and turned to take it out when she realized the path was blocked. She waited for a moment, but when it seemed the roadblock would be there for a while, she cleared her throat. ]

Excuse me.

[actsmagnificent]

[ This server is downplaying Haruka's compliments. It's cute. ] I'm serious. You--

[ Oh, wait, there's someone behind the other girl. Haruka's shoulders tense a bit at the primness of the voice, but when she sees who it is she relaxes into a genuine smile. ]

Ah, Ami-chan. Sorry, are we in your way?

[ Side-stepping now. The server, free at last, scuttles away with her cheeks bright pink, hiding a giddy smile. She needs some time to compose herself! This sort of thing doesn't happen every day!

And now Haruka's attention is all yours, Ami. ]

[mizunosenshi]

[ Ami couldn't see who it was since their backs were turned, but she could hear bits of the conversation. That voice was awfully familiar, and it all made sense when her friend turned around. ]

Hello, Haruka-san. It's not a problem at all.

[ Once the server steps aside, Ami takes her place and sets the dish down on the counter so that it could be taken out with the next round of food set to go out to the party guests. ]

Are you enjoying the party?

[actsmagnificent]

[ Haruka shrugs; it's not bad. Rather than discuss the party in general, her attention has been caught by that dish you just contributed. ] That looks good.

[ She doesn't ask whether you made it, but there's an unspoken question lingering on her face. ]

[mizunosenshi]

[ The dish looks like a fancy pasta in white sauce with some hints of green specks here and there. It smells delicious, which only made sense since Makoto helped make it. ]

Oh, it is! [She paused.] Would you... like to try some before it goes out? I made a smaller dish to take home, but you're welcome to have some.

[ Ami motioned toward the station at which she'd been prepping the food and the smaller glass dish there. ]

[actsmagnificent]

[ You're offering her your portion? Haruka winks, to cover the fact she's more touched than worried. ] Better rein in that selflessness before somebody takes advantage of it.

[ But she's not turning down the food entirely, so... ] I'll wait my turn.

[mizunosenshi]

[ Ami doesn't mind at all. It was made to be shared, and since it's not a sandwich, she'd have to put down a book to consume it later. ]

I'm only offering it to you, and I don't think you'd do that.

[ She fetches a plate -- make that two plates -- and some utensils so she can divvy out some of the culinary concoction. One for Haruka, one for herself. ]

Please, I insist.

[actsmagnificent]

[ There was a time when Haruka would have insisted right back. But she has since done things like met Michiru and gained an appreciation for picking her battles, so she accepts the plate without further fuss. She's stated her piece; she's satisfied.

Besides, it does look good. ] Then - here I go.

[ Amazing, how she can twirl (and consume) pasta without getting sauce anywhere. Poetry. Edible poetry. ]

[mizunosenshi]

[ Ami waits quietly, watching her friend prepared to eat the pasta. While she had tasted it herself and found it to be quite enjoyable, she was curious to see first hand how someone else would react to it.

Cooking wasn't something she did often, but when there was time, and a good reason for it, she found it enjoyable. More so when friends were involved and could enjoy the results together. ]

Do you like it?

sorry this is late! i had a lousy weekend

[actsmagnificent]

[ Haruka's face is impassive as she chews the pasta; she even looks somewhat reflective and formal, like a fancy food tester for a high-end magazine. (A single rose petal flutters by, as if aware any more might constitute a health hazard in the kitchen.)

She takes her time eating, allowing herself to really sample the flavor, but when she swallows she smiles. ] Not bad. Your talents might be wasted on medicine, kitten.

[mizunosenshi]

[ She waits, patiently, watching her friend sample the food she'd worked so hard on. What was the point of doing something only halfway, or good enough. She'd focused entirely on the task, paying attention to all the little details.

Now all she could do was wait.]

You're too kind. I'm glad you enjoy it.

[actsmagnificent]

[ Grinning, Haruka heads for the door, twirling her next forkful. ] Are you free to sit?

[mizunosenshi]

[ A grin as good. Much better than a scowl, or that fake sort of smile someone might give if they weren't sure how to respond. ]

Sit? O-of course. I'm finished here.

[actsmagnificent]

[ Haruka leads the way out, then, looking for a couple of empty chairs where she can enjoy the rest of her meal at leisure - and with pleasant company. ] Sorry to take up so much of your time.

[mizunosenshi]

[ Ami follows through the crowd, careful not to bump into anyone. She's small enough that it's not too difficult. ]

There's nothing to be sorry about. I was finished in the kitchen.

[ The truth was she was a little nervous about stepping out into the party all by herself. Now, that wasn't a problem. ]

I think there's a couple seats near the window.

[actsmagnificent]

[ Why, so there are. And that gives them a lovely view of the grounds outside, too. Good eyes!

Haruka remains standing until Ami's seated herself, then casually folds herself into the free chair. ] It's a nice night.

[ If they have this window cracked, she'll even be able to feel the wind... ]