come on Virginia, don't let 'em wait [ OPEN ]

[hjack69]

WHO: Everybody who wants in! Primarily adults, but idk maybe some teenagers sneak in with fake IDs or something.
WHERE: BARS..... and also probably some clubs because Jack is Jack.
WHEN: Valentine's night.
WHAT: A Valentine's Day celebration for the grownups. Initiate bar crawl.
WARNINGS: None right now, will update if necessary.

[ The first bar everyone is told to meet up at is ready for them - Jack's already bought a few rounds of drinks for everyone, kindly soul that he is. It's middle-of-the-line, comfortable, neither upscale or ratty. It's a perfect place to start.

From then on, the bars get progressively and progressively shittier, or weirder. Jack's willing to go to a good number of them, so feel free to make up your own theme for open threads and just say they went there at some point! This is pretty much just a mingle/party log spread out over multiple locations, so use it however you want. ]

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[myboggartisthemoon]

If I'm going to be out here, I'm going to try something different at least.

[Really, he isn't certain what he's doing here... Jack applied a little pressure, but he can't pretend it's from any desire of having his presence, specifically. He's in the 'more the merrier' territory and he knows it.]

[But he's trying, in any case, which is why he didn't just sneak off in-between bars earlier.]

Is there anything good in the jukebox?

[tearable]

But there's a line between different and obscene. That combination... [ She's visually sticking her tongue out, much like a child would to vegetables. ] I'll remember you fondly if you're to die fro such a sugar overload.

[ It's teasing but when he mentions to Jukebox, her eyes glazing over. ]

Lots of bands that start with 'The' but nothing particularly — oh! Wait one moment! [ There's a squeal when she surrenders her quarter. In its stead, a song begins to play that makes her smile a bit. ] Not too bad of a selection, actually. Do you know this one?

[myboggartisthemoon]

A sugar overload is very, very low on the list of things that will kill me.

[More likely he'll die from an accumulation of opportunistic diseases that pile in on him in a moment of weakness and utterly ravage him until his system collapses utterly[]

[He's not going to mention that.]

[Instead, when she starts the song, he cocks his head for a moment to listen. Not to see if he recognizes it, but just to appreciate it.] Not at all. What is it?

[It is way, way out of his usual choices, but that doesn't make it BAD.]

[tearable]

[ Well, that's definitely grim. ]

It's an old song from the 50's. Use to have some old records when I was younger from my parents. In the Still of the Night wasn't one of their favorites, but osmosis — it's played enough that I recognize it.

[ She shrugs. ]

Guess the place is keeping up with its theme well. Sugar highs and retro songs, I mean.

[myboggartisthemoon]

You say that and all I can think of is that song from Anastasia. [Because as much as he and his friends had been the 'cool' kids at school... well, they'd had their guilty pleasures as well, back then,.]

Between the music and the float I think this is my favorite place of the night so far. Not that I expect we'll stay here long.

[tearable]

[ Everyone has their guilty pleasures! Elizabeth is fond of cigars over cartoons, unfortunately. ]

I think we will. I'll strongarm them into staying. It's not as macho as you'd think a place like Jack would want to go, but — maybe he's the one obsessed with the sugar coma their signature drink will induce.

[ A pause. ]

I like it. It just seems fun without the cloud of depression most dingy bars have.

[myboggartisthemoon]

[He snaps his fingers, which turns into a point and a shake of his finger at her.] Precisely, that's precisely it. Though I might say an air of pressure and desperation. I feel like I could actually have fun here.

[If he were the sort, he doesn't add openly.]