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"Ah, haven't watched it yet," Remy said. "I do know it has a pretty stacked cast." He looked at this guy for a little longer. He had the brightest smile Remy had ever seen, and a contagious enthusiasm. Remy couldn't stop himself from smiling a bit, too.

"So you're one for fashion, huh?" He knew he was not the most stylish person, but Remy did really admire those so confident in their own skin to wear whatever they wanted, no matter how surprising or eye-catching.

"Cosmic Brew... Sounds interesting, at the very least." Remy didn't really enjoy food or drinks that had a particular gimmick to them (often he felt like it was used to overcompensate for a lack of distinctive flavor), but so far everything there had been delicious, so he might as well give it a try.

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"I like to put together a look or two every now and again." Was it Jaq's dream to be a print model? Yes. Did he need to disclose that to everyone he met? Not...particularly. He'd been working on reining in his personality sometimes, this seemed like the appropriate moment to do so. "Well, if you ever want to watch the movie, I've got plenty of snacks and decent projecter to watch it in the park."

Looking back at the menu of treats, Jaq nodded in agreement. "How about this: we get a Cosmic Brew, a Lavender Lemonade which I think is just regular lemonade, and one of these like 'treat trays' and we just sample everything this place has to offer. What do you think?" Jaq turned to look at the other with a genuine smile. "My treat."

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"I did the best I can, okay, man?" Kit said with a groan. "And I'm not going for anything, really... It's just something I threw together." She knew herself not to be exactly a fashion icon. And the man was nice about it, all in all. She was simply a bit on edge, maybe, at that party, unused as she had become with big crowds.

Kit was not a stranger to disguises (mostly regarding dying her hair different colors) but she was trying to leave that behind her. After all, who would recognize her here? Redwood Hollow was so innocent. Little houses, little shops, a simple little town. A good place to start fresh. So why was she so nervous?

"What are you supposed to be?" she asked, trying to be friendly and failing miserably. He didn't look like any cowboy she knew.

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"Okay, so more a concept than an actual theme. I can dig it." Jaq said with a bit of a light hearted laugh. Sipping at his drink, he bopped a bit to the music that was playing. Jaq was ready to get out onto the dance floor, but it wasn't quite the right hour for it yet.

When his outfit was brought into the conversation, Jaq did a big spin. "I'm Ken!" He said brightly. "Well, one of them. Did you see the Barbie movie at all? I've got friends that say I look just like one of the actors from the movie, so it felt right to dress up as him. Plus, the only thing I had to buy was a hat."

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Remy chuckled. "You really think it's clever? Well, thanks." He looked at the guy standing beside him. "So, are you... A cowboy?"

There were a bunch of tasters being offered, and while Remy was determined to have a go at all of them, he also needed to play it as cool as he could, and not go chasing and pestering the poor waiters who had to go back and forth refilling their trays. "I sure do," he replied and quickly picked up one and had a bite. Wonderful, as all the other he had had so far. His first instinct was to gush about them with this other guy, but he managed to curb that impulse and at least try to make some small talk first. "... By the way, have you already had your free drink? I'm not much of a drinks guy, but I've been wondering what to have."

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Jaq struck a proud pose, hands on his hips. "I am! Well, I'm specfically Ken, from the Barbie movie. Luckily I didn't have to do a whole lot of shopping for my costume becaue I had all of it in my closet already." Jaq was a self proclaimed fashion icon. More so he just liked to wear crazy outfits and people seemed to like them. Watching as the other quickly at the snack, Jaq beemed as he shoved another horderve in his mouth. "Drinks? No I haven't yet!" Grabbing one of the little drink menus that sat on the bar, Jaq was plesantly surprised to see pictures of each drink next to the description. "This is a nice touch. I think I wanna try the Cosmic Brew, it looks like it shimmers."

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Remy wasn't much of a Halloween person. Sure, he liked trick or treating when he was a kid, just like any other. And getting free candy, and an excuse to play pranks, was awesome. But, as he grew up, his interest in the holiday dwindled significantly. He would assume that was normal, much like with other holidays, like Christmas and Easter; but you wouldn't know that in Redwood Hollow, where people took every opportunity to have a party very seriously.

And from all the open-invitation parties in Redwood Hollow, the one which he had been the most interested in was that of this new restaurant, Evangeline's. The fact that they offered samples didn't hurt.

"In case you're wondering," Remy said to the person standing beside him, before they could open their mouth. "Yes, I'm dressed up for the occasion. As a blueberry." It consisted of a blue puffer jacket borrowed from a cousin, and a green beanie. It was probably a new record in low-effort costuming.

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"Oh, that's clever actually!" Jaq prasied, once he finally got a good look at the outfit. "But, I uh was actually going to ask if you wanted one of these little cream puff things? I've had too many already, and I need to save room for some of the other little treats floating around." He informed, his eyes already scanning the crowd for the tray with little crab puffs on them.

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It was a miracle that Sally found a moment for herself that October, but she did need a little break every once in a while. She was thankful that the Events Committee had insisted so much on her taking a day off, as worried as she was that there might have some problem without her. But she trusted the group, so she took a deep breath, fixed her scarf, and told herself to think about something else for the next few hours.

And that meant having a friend by her side to help her keep her mind off work. Standing by the door of One Man's Treasure, one of her favorite shops in town, Sally checked the time on her phone, made sure it was the convened time, and waited for Jaq.

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"I'm here! I'm not late I swear!" Jaq yelled as he came running around a corner. He swore he had more time this morning. He swore that he had the perfect outfit for his outing picked out. But then several changes later and one pumpkin mocha espresso later, her he was running down the street. Coming up to One Man's Treasure, Jaq smiled brightly seeing Sally.

"Hello there my dear! I'm not late am I?" He asked going in for a quick hug. Their friendship was quick. Their talks were amazing and frankly, Jaq loved to have other creative people in his life. Which was why he valued the time he spent with Sally. "How are you my dear?"

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"I mean, yeah I think I can see what you are going for...with the hat...and the uh..belt?" Jaq uttered as he gave the other a look before snruching up his nose and giving his head a shake. "I uh, yeah no I don't see the vision." Scratching at the back of his neck he gave the other another once over as they walked around them. "So, what is your costume idea again? I want to help, I really do, but I just need to know what you're going for."

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#starters #kind of a pre-event thing?

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The fall air was crisp. It was perhaps an hour or two before sundown, and Fig was enjoying the fresh air. Autumn was her favorite time of the year: field hockey season.

She was practicing in the park this evening. The field at the university was taken with other sports teams. Fig was nothing if not a committed athlete, so there she was, practicing her technique and hockey strokes. Every thing had been going well until-

"Jesus Christ I am so sorry," Fig said as the solid, heavy ball just missed someone's face. "Woulda been a nasty ER trip, My B."

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Jaq had narowly missed getting smack in the face. Frankly, his attention was too invested in his phone to have even noticed something until it would have been too late. "You know it's so my fault." He said rather quickly. "Honestly, should have been watching where I was going." Looking down at the ball, his brow furrowed a bit. "What uh..what sport are you practicing anyway?"

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As Autumn was settling in, the mid day air was warm yet accented with a delightful breeze. It was gentle and cool, crisp enough to feel like a welcome partner to the warm sun. Arista sat on a blanket on top of the grass at the park. The leaves had started changing, and slowly were beginning to fall. Her ferrets laid in a soft bedded carrier beside her. It was left open, as their little harnesses connected them to long, brightly colored leashes Arista has looped gentle around her wrist. "Free Tarot Readings"- read a sign she placed before her blanket. Arista had made sure to make the writing large, using beautifully blended markers, and plenty of glitter.

She shuffled her deck before her, and waited for anyone to stop by.

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Jaq wasn't always a believer in the supernatural. He knew what was infront of him and he knew what was solid. How could a little set of cards be able to predict his future or tell him something he didn't already know.

Peeking around a tree in the park, he watched as the other woman had set up her little 'shop'. He'd seen her around town before, aside from thinking she was absolutely gorgeous and had a great fashion sense, he didn't know too much. There was also the fact that she seemed to be far more in tune with herself and her surrondings than he could ever be. Letting out a sigh, Jaq mustered up his courage to go up to her.

"So what's the catch?" He asked, hands clasping at the strap of the bag across his chest. "Like, these can't really tell you anything? You just make it up, right?"