{ party } you came in scared, but you're leaving bold

[bittersweeter]

[ best day of my life -- american authors ]

WHO || All the bitches, tbh. [open]
WHAT || Faye's 18th Birthday, yay!
WHERE || Lost Society Bar, London, England
WHEN || March 28th, 7pm - onwards [forward-dated]
HOW || Actionspam

Formerly a two story barn, the bar Lila rented for Faye's birthday has an Art Deco theme that continues through the building, with each space having been given a contemporary twist. The lavish interiors create a feeling of forgotten decadence. Each room has its own distinct and unique ambience, all complementing one another yet reflecting different moods, depending on the feeling of the moment, flowing through to the secluded garden.

The man at the door has been notified to waive the cover charge for anyone that comes bearing a gift, but if you don't come bearing gifts... don't expect Lila to feel pity for you. You're paying that cover charge yourself, en-fucking-joy, you soulless, non-gifting-bearing bastard. (This was mentioned in the invites she sent out to all the ladies in the castle. It's possible that it's literally all the ladies in the castle as Lila doesn't care whether they're friends with Faye or not. No boys got invites unless they were verbal. The dress code of "fancy but down to fuck" was also on the invitations...)

Tucked in the back is a partitioned off banquet for the VIP party and once inside the ropes, you get a stamp on your hand so the drinks are free for the rest of the night -- and the drink of the night is a Bailey's Comet. Because it's on fire. Drink, enjoy, be merry. Do things. Save room for the cake.

And if anyone is worried about a bunch of drunk knights trying to drive home, Lila rented a handful of rooms at a nearby hotel because when she plans shit, she plans it well.

Anything for her best friend.

Comments

[killmypatience]

[Kate raises an eyebrow at the skip in small talk, but she can play along. Or at least try at any rate.]

Not much. Taking advantage of a little downtime until my next project at work.

[She can be vague in a public setting.]

[bittersweeter]

What was your last one? [ LOOK HOW MUCH LILA CARES ABOUT SUBTLE. ] I got to.. [ wait, what was her last mission... you know, last legit one. ] Force a mayor to resign! It was fun.

[killmypatience]

[She laughs a bit at that.]

Dealing with the Italian mob. Also fun, if not in the same way.

[bittersweeter]

Ew. The Italian mob isn't even any good anymore. They used to have class and power but now they're just kind of a caricature of the Godfather. It's very disheartening. [ fuck the italians pm. ]

[killmypatience]

[Her eyebrows climb up a bit at that.]

So I take it you have a favorite?

[bittersweeter]

Doesn't everyone? [ no? well, moving on. ] My dad was the mafia. In New York. Head of the family. So I guess they're my favorite.

[killmypatience]

[She nods a bit.]

I can appreciate that. New York usually pretty formidable.

[bittersweeter]

[ damn right. she preens a little. ] I like to think so.

[killmypatience]

[She smirks a bit.]

So you've had run ins with them before, I take it?

[bittersweeter]

I grew up in the mafia.

[killmypatience]

[Or that.]

Pretty unique perspective, then.

[bittersweeter]

Yup. My dad pretty much owned half of Manhattan. I would inherit it but I got dropped here instead. [ bitter forever. ]

[killmypatience]

[Her eyebrows climb a bit.]

So you came through the Veil?