Toga Party

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

Atop a long table in one corner of the bar sits a row of punch bowls containing ladles and various cocktails: from margarita to plain screwdriver. These are accompanied by several bowls of ice, some containing various bottles of beer. There are stacks of plastic glasses, paper plates, napkins, and a large pile of ivy wreaths at one end. The drinks are buffet-style at this party, so help yourself.

There are plates scattered over the residual tables in the area, some overflowing with huge bunches of grapes, others containing savory fare such as chicken legs, hunks of bread, olives, cheese or humus dips.

To try and give an impromptu impression of a Roman/Greco theme, the tables have been topped with white tablecloths and chairs and surfaces strewn with ivy. If there had been a way to fashion columns or import colonnades in twenty four hours, Indy would have tried it. But ivy will have to do on short notice. At least its not poisonous.

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[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

A pause and then, "Fine. But it's only because I like you. Not because I'm scared of your pouting."

She 'hmphs' and wanders off to the lady's room only to return several minutes later in what appears to be a child-sized bedsheet. Apparently the bar thinks Claire doesn't show enough leg, normally.

She's blushing furiously, but then she sees Ace's outfit again and feels a little better. At least hers is not made out of the forest.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace grins broadly and gives Claire a thumbs-up.
"Consider it practice for the wedding. And maybe you should show it off for Mr. Sensitive." She suggests with a sly smirk.

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"Oh God," she looks around nervously. "Good, he's not here."

She hopes there won't be any pictures tonight. Sawyer'd never let her live it down. Not that she doesn't deserve it. She's shown his tutu picture to plenty.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Bet he'd like it." Ace teases. "You should keep it around... you can show him later."

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"You're horrible, did you know?" But she's grinning. She's so happy to have her old friend back.

And because she can't let Ace get the better of her, "I can't belive Tim got you in that outfit int he first place. But I reallycan't believe he hasn't gotten you out of it yet."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace immediately looks shifty, and blushes. The outfit does an admirable job of not hiding the blush in any way, shape, or form.
"... Not enough fabric to need taking off." And that is all she's going to say about that.

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

Claire gawks for just a moment and then laughs, "Ooooh. Ace. Very naughty."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace just blushes all the more and hides her face in her hands. She cannot believe she's having this conversation.

...

Isn't it wonderful?

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"It is wonderful," she agrees. "And yes, we need to go to Vegas very soon. Except you cannot let me drink. Even if I think I want to."

She's still queasy from her hang-over yesterday.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace eyes Claire. She also might snicker, just a little.
"The barlady got smashed, huh?" The irony, it burns, precious.

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

She's small! It's not her fault.

"It'd been almost a year, Ace." She nods. "Sawyer had whiskey, and well, then so did I."

She wrinkles her nose. If the night had ended like she wanted it to, she probably won't regret it so much.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Oy! Well, when you show him the toga, make sure he doesn't have whiskey, yeah?" Yes, she's teasing again.

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"No whiskey and no toga for Sawyer." She's emphatic about this. Not that there aren't certain. . .ideas forming in her mind.

She blushes. And besides, "We're just friends, Ace. He wouldn't care anyways."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace staaaares.

...

And then she has to hold her ribs as she cracks up.

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"What?! We are."


It's her turn to look shifty now. That's twice in a week. My, how Claire is changing.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace falls on the floor with a thump because she can't quite keep her balance while laughing so hard.

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

. . .She better hope her leaves stay in tact.


"Ace," Claire hisses down at her friend, squatting carefully in her toga. "Stoppit! It's true. Why are you laughing?"


The events of the past week must really be taking their toll on poor Ace.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Tell me another one, Claire." Ace hoots as she calms down, just a touch. Enough to ensure that no leaves have fallen out of place. That'd be bad.

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

Nice present for the recently resurrected though.

"Ace, seriously. Falling for Sawyer would be suicide." She reaches a hand out to help Ace up.

"He'd freak out if he thought I liked him like that. Heck, I bet he'd freak if I even kissed him in public."

She has done that actually, but that was before they were sleeping together. And also? See how she's managed to not deny it?

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"I'm not saying show him the toga in public, sheesh. Besides, if you did, you might consequently break the 'no sex in the bar' rule, and that'd be bad. I'd visit you while you were locked up though." She replies cheekily.

....

And Tim has already proved that he doesn't need to move any of the leaves.

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"Thanks, Ace." She smirks at her friend. "So you think if I wear the toga for Sawyer, he'll what, exactly?"


Smell that? There's a wager blossoming here.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace rolls her eyes.
"Don't be daft. What do you think he's gonna do if he sees that getup?"

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

Claire rolls her eyes too. "I bet you a lapdance in Vegas, he doesn't do anything more than make a smart-aleck comment about it."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"I think someone cute, blonde, and Australian once warned me not to take bets in the bar. However... you are goin' down, mate." Ace grins, made slightly reckless by extreme happiness.

[sendpeanutbtr.livejournal.com]

"It's a deal." She grins. "How will you know I'm telling the truth?"


It's not like she really loses if she loses the bet, if you think about it. Because then she gets Sawyer and a lapdance in Vegas. And if she wins? She gets to see Ace blush harder than she ever has.

Win-win.