It's Swing Time~

[cipherspeak]

It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out Elisha's motivation for organizing - or, honestly, delegating the organization of - a semi-formal dance party. Lucinda had suggested a ball, with stars in her eyes. She probably had already picked out ballgowns and themes in her head when Elisha had nixed the thing and - in a moment of desperation, with the memory of the swing-themed Fox wedding still in his head - suggest a Spring Swing, instead.

Everyone had run with it, and Elisha was pleased to say it had come out well. He was even more pleased to say that he didn't have to wear a suit, even if he stepped out into the lantern-lit gardens in everything but the tie. He paused near the raised dais provided for dancing and gave the small band the signal to start up the music before he attempted to fade back in the crowd. Not that that ever worked.

"Let the games begin," he murmured to no one in particular as he picked up a glass of champagne off a tray.

Note: Open to everyone and their brother; tag around, have fun!

Comments

[standlikestone]

Don't even, Zoe. "That's what friends are for. No one's good enough to date her."

[headfollowheart]

There were so many things she could say there. She wasn't going to, but there was a mischievous glint in her eyes anyway. "Good thing," she says, "that your mom doesn't feel the same way about you."

[standlikestone]

She gives Zoe a look. "She's got her heart broken before. I'm not going to let it happen again," she says simply.

[headfollowheart]

She might not be able to stop it, Zoe thinks, but she doesn't say as much. It's a party, and they'll argue if they keep going. "Do you think it's safe to go dance yet?" She asks instead. "I promised Victor one."