Costume Party in Honor of Lex Luthor's Birthday [OPEN]

[defenestration]

As stated on the invitation, Adrian is throwing a costume party to celebrate Lex's twenty-fifth birthday at the Luthor-Veidt Building in Brock Marsh. Everyone is welcome, whether they know Lex or not. There's plenty of food and free alcohol (mostly wine, fancy beer, and champagne), music and a space for dancing, and room to mingle and make new friends. Some simple and classy decorations, purple of course, have been put up on the first and second floors to create a festive atmosphere.

(A note to those who might try to take the opportunity to go snooping: security is insanely tight. The elevators will not go beyond the first and second floors without a special code, and there's an elevator operator who is very obviously there to make sure you don't try anything funny. The stairwells are likewise under guard and the private areas of the first floor are locked and under camera surveillance.)



[ooc: Please wait until a few threads are set up before tagging! Party time! Everyone is welcome!

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[defenestration]

To be honest, Don didn't strike Adrian as the type to readily subject himself to an elaborate costume, so he isn't at all surprised to see the man in a suit and simple mask. It's not an ineffective combination, however, and Adrian offers a clearly approving nod as he joins Don on his progress through the rooms.

"Mr. Draper, I'm pleased to see that you made it." His costume is, equally predictably, on the far end of the spectrum from Don's.

[selfmadman]

Don falls into step with Adrian. "Quite a turnout," he observes, slackening his pace as they round a corner and wade into the crowd. At one of the room's more secluded corners he slows to a halt and sweeps his gaze over the other man's costume. He'd glimpsed it from afar but up close the attention to detail is impressive. He smiles; his voice dips lower, mock-confiding. "At this point I suppose it'd be stating the obvious to say you have a taste for spectacle."

There are shades, in Don's attire, of movies he'd slip out of the office to see, the movies that stay with him, inflecting his mood like a sudden change in weather: deliberate, bleak, rich with shadows.

[defenestration]

Adrian actually indulges in a full-blown smile for a moment at Don's remark, raising his eyebrows in a gesture of 'well what did you expect?'. "It would be stating the obvious, yes, but I feel it's important to know that you're fully aware of what you're getting yourself into."

A note to Don: you are not fully aware of what you're getting yourself into.

Briefly looking the other man up and down as well, Adrian tilts his head toward Don. "You'll find we have a keen appreciation for good suits around here as well."