[Milliways: Suite 132 Suitewarming]

[slayer_fray]

Lilly and Mel have out done themselves.

There's no theme to this party, no gimmicks, other than the 'welcome to our suite and please get very drunk' idea, and this aim has been faciliatated by the huge numbers of bottles of all sorts of alcohol covering the galley kitchen. The breakfast bar boasts five huge bowls of punch, the dining table is covered in assorted snacks and dips, and brightly coloured balloons cover the floor, and, despite the best efforts by a certain boyfriend to use helium for comedy voice purposes, the ceiling as well.

The door to the main bathroom stands open, and a large pile of freshly laundered towels stand on the way to the hot tub, above which a large sign declares: clothing optional.

Mel's bedroom door is shut and locked, protecting weaponry and other valuables, while Lilly's room is opened, and her Bathroom is very clearly labelled.

Out on the balcony, the barbeque takes pride of place among a vast amount of meat, just waiting to be made use of.

The centre of the living area is cleared, but a box of Twister has been placed very obviously on top of the locked entertainment centre.

Suite 132 is open for business

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[aj_crawley]

He shrugs, as he's tugged further into the suite.

"Well, get me drunk enough, maybe I'll start handing out demonic divorces instead."

[awesome_lilly]

"Thankfully I'm good on those," Lilly says, grinning.

"Now, what can I get you to drink?"

[aj_crawley]

"Well, what've you got? Wine's never a bad thing, nor tequila."

[awesome_lilly]

"Yequila," Lilly says firmly.

"Do you do sipping or shots and do you want lime or salt or anything?"

[aj_crawley]

"Shots'll do me fine, but I'll pass on the lime and salt. Am I the only person ever who thinks that the salt actually tastes worse than the tequila?"

[awesome_lilly]

Lilly looks at him.

"Yes. It's salt, it's not like it's a rare delicacy but it doesn't taste bad, either. Of course, I like the taste of tequila too."

She pours them both shots and slides one over to Crowley.

"You want to come up with a toast or should I?"

[aj_crawley]

"Well," he says, eyes flickering towards the bathroom door, "all I can think of at the moment is 'to hot tubs!', so."

[awesome_lilly]

"Works for me," Lilly says brightly.

"To hot tubs!" and she downs her shot, then grabs Crowley's arm again.

"And now, we can do the literal part of 'to hot tubs!'"

[aj_crawley]

Shot gone, he stands, with Lilly on his arm.

"You say true, and I say thankya. Onwards, brave comrade."