[Closed to US Expats in London on Thanksgiving]

[dirtyredneck]

The Lanky Loon wasn't exactly Daryl's bar of choice on most days, but it did one thing that the majority of pubs in the area didn't: catered to Expats feeling a little lonely on Thanksgiving. Mostly becuase it was run by ex-Expats who'd settled down decades ago and thought it would be fun to do when they were hurting for friends. Turkey and potatoes with stuffing and cranberry were the only items on the menu today and several long tables set out so all the people with no family in the area could sit down next to each other like they were. They got to be as dysfunctional as expected but without any of the baggage that went with it and they could disown the rest when they left. The place was open all day and food was first come first serve.

Daryl had found it through his job since they like to hire state-side and this would be his third year going. He didn't know anyone's names but the owners and didn't really care if he remembered them or not. Didn't matter, the big game was on the tiny little screen that passed for a television and people were already getting loud and rowdy about it. Felt enough like home to be worth an hour or two of his time.

He grabbed a plate, a beer, and set himself down at an empty spot. Turned to whoever he was next to and raised the bottle up in toast, "Happy Turkey-day."


[we have a small cast of american characters so if anyone wants to mingle with each other and not just Daryl, go right ahead.]

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[vampire_barbie_girl]

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Thanksgiving had sort of snuck up on Caroline, though to be fair that had been partially on purpose. It marked the beginning of the first holiday season without her mother and she hadn't been eager to deal with what that meant.

Tonight though, she finally have to at least face the fact that if she wanted turkey, she was going to search the city for it. Luckily, she eventually heard about the Lanky Loon's Expat dinner and so she made her way there after nightfall, filled her plate, and went looking for some company.

For Daryl

She spotted Daryl pretty quickly, but wasn't sure if he'd want to see her or not. She hadn't seem him since that strange night when something odd had definitely being going on. She still wasn't quite sure what, though she did suspect it may have something to do with the mystery perfume. She should have known better than to just blindly accept something that showed up on her doorstep without warning like that.

Finally, she decided to at least say hi. She could always move somewhere else if it's too uncomfortable.

"Hey," she said as she walked over to him. "Is this seat taken?"