This Can Only End Well (Sept. 1st)

[stauncherhearted]

What: Dinner party! Hope you like appetizers for dinner. And wine. And disaster.
Where: Nancy's flat in Enfield
Who: Eames, Arthur, Cooper, Kyle- time to meet the boyfriend, everyone!
When: September 1st.


Though the affair is set to be somewhat casual, Nancy has spent hours on that Thursday cleaning her flat, preparing food, and generally getting ready. Thursday night because Friday nights tended to be good nights for business, so she wasn't sacrificing nearly as much if she had everyone over on a Thursday.

The idea she'd had was to introduce everyone to Cooper officially. Get Eames to see that it was a great idea to date him, and maybe Kyle would be completely smitten with the idea of Cooper's existence in her life and allow Nancy to invite the vampire in to their future apartment. Cooper was important to her, she loved him. And she wanted others to see what she saw in him as well.

When the first guests arrive, Nancy's already had a glass of wine in her hand, ready to play dutiful hostess immediately. There's wine, magically chilled, as well as whisky and gin and some beer. For food, it's a lot of little appetizers, finger food, really. She has no idea what she's doing, truthfully, and just hopes that everyone has a good time.

Oh, and she made a cake.

If you're wondering where Juliet is, she's trying to eat the shrimp.

Comments

[emotioneater]

See, this was one of the many disadvantages of dating a sex worker. There was never the usual casual questions that came from the significant other's friends. It always came down to how he was dealing with the situation. "That's the million-dollar question, now, isn't it?"

He looks up at Eames and shrugs. He's not about to go sharing the stabs of jealousy that always crop up anytime they run into one of her clients or how sometimes he has to stop himself to keep her from walking out the door every night. "It is what it is. I try not to think about it."

Easier said than done.

[falsify]

Well when you're trying to assess if a guy is suitable for your... Nancy. Questions like this are important.

(For the record, Cooper, you failed. But Eames appreciates the honesty.)

He nods, finishing the last of his drink and sighs.

"Mm. And you know when you hurt her, I'm going to nail you to a tree so you can enjoy your last sunrise, right?"

[emotioneater]

Cooper doesn't let anything show on his face, but truth be told, he's a little intimidated. The last time he'd tangled with a bunch of fae, they'd let him off easy with a curse. This time, he knew he wouldn't get something quite so easy to deal with. This was why he stayed clear of fae in general. They were tricky at the best of times.

"Buddy, if I hurt her, you won't have to. I'll do it myself." At least they're on the same wavelength there. He also caught that key word there. When. Not if. Clearly, nobody thought this was going to work out besides he and Nancy. It just made him more determined to prove them wrong.

[falsify]

"Happy to take that burden for you myself," he says it with a smile and a wink, like he's not telling a guy that he fully intends to facilitate and watch his painful death. Not that he expects Cooper to hurt her intentionally — no, he's seen the way he looks at Nancy, that kind of adoration doesn't come with spite or malice — he just doesn't expect a vampire not to fuck it up massively. He hasn't met one yet who could make it work with a mortal for longer than a few years.

Still the picture of friendliness, he claps Cooper on the shoulder with a grin-- "glad we could have this chat," and he turns to go and find where he left that bottle of whisky.