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@babejefferson
So...where's the open bar?
An open bar is a good bar. That’s the only way to go honestly. I couldn’t imagine a decent party without on, you know?
Yeah, well, I wouldn't find any sense in coming here if it weren't for the open bar.
What is the difference in them?
Well, costumes is a general term, and flapper dresses are a specific type of costume. I like most costumes, but I don't like flapper dresses. See?
Costumes.
But I can deal with other costumes. Just not flapper dresses.
Not a fan of dressing up?
Not a fan of flapper dresses.
I did not have to worry about what to wear, they told me the same uniform as always.
Lucky you.
Oh for fuck’s sake, stay there. I’m getting the drinks in…only because I need a moment away from you, of course.
How charming. I'll have a Martini.
Well fuck it, I’m blond and dim enough for the both of us…Just tell me you were a cheerleader in high school, and we can get on with this thing.
I'm sorry to disappoint, but..
"Pfft, I haven’t got much interest in convincing you of shit, just explaining my point so you can try your very best to understand it. Only five minutes? You sure? Christ alive, feels like an hour. I suspect I will be, I should probably go in search of my new people. Enjoy the party, darling, and the Jay-Z.”
"I will enjoy the party, thank you, darling."
Ay, you’re three for three, tonight! Let’s get a drink, to celebrate.
Well, not really; I'm not blonde, or underage, and I'm certainly not dim.
"Right, ‘cause you failed to understand that I was equating old music with horror films and Jay-Z with good times. Literally just explained that to you, love. I feel like I’m stuck in a Groundhog day. Yeah? Huh. Guess I should join the club then."
"And I strongly disagree, but I don't have any interest in convincing you otherwise, so we can just drop that one. This conversation has been going on for about five minutes, don't overdue it. Feel free to, I'm sure you'll be welcomed with open arms."
Oh, well in that case you’re much too old for me…I have very strict standards.
What a shame. Do those standards include dim, blonde and underage?
I can’t buy drinks for teenagers?….How old are you, then?
Old enough to buy my own drinks.
"Mm, no? You brought him up, actually. I just had to mention him again and again because you apparently couldn’t comprehend my point. I’ve a question of my own, actually. Are you this condescending to everyone or have you just had a few too many glasses of champagne?"
"I brought him up firstly, then you kept going on about him. Well, I'd personally blame the champagne - you know, just to look good? - but I'm sure many would beg to differ."
But you won’t be able to tell, under all the silicone; I’ve just found out I’ve been buying drinks for someone’s mom all night.
I highly doubt there are any one-hundread year olds. Like, highly doubt. Well, there's not much wrong with that, there are sixteen year olds that are someone's mom. But you can't buy drinks for sixteen year olds, either.
"Yep, thanks, dear heart, I remember. Moreso than if Oceans were playing right now, yeah. See, Jay-Z’s never been in the soundtrack for a scary movie. Unless you really hate Leonardo Dicaprio."
"Well I might really hate Leonardo DiCaprio. I don't, but I could. You seem awfully obsessed with Jay-Z, have I offended you in some way? Do you run a blog dedicated to him, or something?
"Oh, you’re clearly more a music listener than a movie watcher, eh? Every horror movie these days has those old crackly singles playing. I can’t listen to Annette Hanshaw without feeling like I’m going to be fileted."
"Well, yes, being a music listener is my job, as I earlier pointed out. So, you're telling me that if Annette Hanshaw on right now, you'd feel like you're going to be murdered?"