A bar in Baltimore- Saturday night

[notconflicted]

Sia hadn't cared much about her birthday in the past, and she wasn't sure she cared now. But, she really shouldn't have gotten to this birthday, and it was a milestone which meant nothing at home, and it was just days before graduation in Fandom. Once she'd managed to swing a couple days when no one would be looking for her that hard, she more or less had to come back, right?

A few people had been invited. Nothing big, and anyone was welcome to come and go as they pleased, though she had managed to find a bar that wasn't completely insane tonight.

And as she came back from opening a tab, Sia asked, "Why would they beg us not to order margaritas?"


[For a few, but open if your character's at the bar!]

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[notconflicted]

"Under no circumstances will my dog wear sunglasses."

He was a dork, but a dignified dork.

[shutupandkillsomething]

"Stupid hat?" Cade suggested.

[notconflicted]

"It's me."

So no.

[shutupandkillsomething]

"Really, really classy hat?" Cade asked.

[notconflicted]

"Crown or nothing."

It still wouldn't happen. Sia didn't even have a crown.

[shutupandkillsomething]

"Crown then," Cade said. "You have one, right?"

Don't give him another probably illegal project, Sia.

[notconflicted]

"Of course."

No.

[shutupandkillsomething]

"For the dog, not you," Cade said.

Not that Sia struck him as a tiara-wearing type.

[notconflicted]

"He can wear mine, it's much better."

No.