It's not my fault if I live and breathe; Eat, drink, sleep and put on clothes.

[heardmermaids]

Who: Sebastian LeMat, a collection of people from his cohort, and a few NPCs.
What: Podder gets a cake that a giant sat on?
Where: The Ankh
When: Givdi night.
Notes: Feel free to make your own threads, hop about, threadjack, etc.
Warnings: None. Yet.

As far as Sebastian is concerned, The Ankh is one of the better places to go in Baedal - accommodating staff, good food, nice ambiance, they're comfortable with Velcro and don't mind that he likes to sit at a table with clear lines of sight. While it's nothing he'll admit to, Sebastian knows that Christmas doesn't make him miss his friends and Britain quite as much as his birthday does. If pressed, he would likely say that the holidays are a celebration and a tradition, but his birthday has always been the sign of things to come, of the promise of a better year, and a reminder that change is always possible.

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[gotbottle]

"...So I've just realized," Rachel says, in a bit of a stage whisper to the person beside her, "that I know, like, nearly no one here besides the birthday boy. I should really work on that. Or, like. Work on getting out more. You think?"

Hello, fellow dinner attendee. Depending on who you are, this is either an observation or a try at a clever icebreaker.

(She's so fond of the idea, she's likely to repeat it throughout the evening.)