Emma's Tea Spot, Baltimore, Maryland, Thursday Afternoon

[mustbeawitch]

It was Lydia's twentieth birthday in a few days, which she very much doubted anyone remembered. She was trying very hard not to make a fuss about that, though it was very difficult. Look at her, maturing or something. Still, as the birthday girl she felt she was allowed a few liberties, such as moving Supper Club to the afternoon so they could have afternoon tea, a lovely English tradition she thoroughly predated but had been introduced to on the school trip to Canada. She did so hope everyone would enjoy it.

She had included in the message letting their usual suspects know about the time change and location a note that it might be fun to dress up a bit (she herself was wearing her newest dress, but that wasn't mandatory. Probably. Look, you had all met Lydia, right?

Welcome to Supper--er, Afternoon Tea Club, everyone!

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Re: Arrive and Mingle

[chef_chocobro]

"I rather believe, my love," Ignis said, his voice still low and soft, but with all that warmth and comfort of that brief, fleeting moment finding ner purchase in it, "that those benefits are unrelenting mutual."

Re: Arrive and Mingle

[deathsmajesty]

And Liliana stole a page from Ignis' own book, eschewing words said merely for the sake of them, and, instead, reached out and slid her fingers between his, slow and deliberate, until at last their hands were tangled up in one another, a bit of metal of incredible significance resting against his skin and slowly warming up from the contact.