@ncbulovs @curiouspersephone Rob needs a drink. Another drink. A better drink than the glass of high priced Château Margaux that's been shoved into his hand nearly the moment he's stepped through the door. Can a charity function be any more pretentious? The least they can do if they're going to make him suffer through this farce is provide something that will help him get through it. When his office had informed him he would have to attend this charity event; this art gala for seagull conservation, he had thought it a joke at his expense. Now in attendance, he can confirm it was a joke, at his expense. He doesn't care what client sponsored this. Someone at the office is going to have a very bad Monday morning. The only saving grace to his suffering, and he doubts she's ever been called that before, is Odette, who he spots loitering by one of the many seagull-inspired art pieces. He makes a beeline straight to her, only stopping when he's near in her face. "Please tell me you have a flask in your..." Well, the dress doesn't leave much option. "...purse."
