Honolulu Heights, Friday

[chosehumanity]

So several people had been promised a housewarming party - and George had managed to convince Mitchell not to invite everyone in the whole neighbourhood, so chances were it might not even end in disaster - which would double as a 'welcome back, Annie!' party.

That meant tea. And biscuits. But mostly loads of tea. (And little finger sandwiches; Annie had insisted, claiming they were 'classy'.)

And leis. Annie had been vocal about those, too.

But: now the place was ready, after a week of running around and shopping and arguing and laughing and then running around some more. Time to celebrate.

[[ for those who were invited, and for anyone who thinks they might have been invited! ]]

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Living Room

[chosehumanity]

Which segues neatly into the kitchen up ahead, and has its own bar. And finger sandwiches, and tea. Lots of tea.

Don't expect to get in without getting a lei, either.

[[ feel free to ping each other here, or poke me if you want a George or a Nina. ]]

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[vanillajello]

Kate was not going to object to a lei.

She was, however, going to get herself a non-tea drink, and boggle at the wall-wide mural of... well, she supposed it was a Hawaiian view. Because really. This was Wales.

She loved it.

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[bitten_notshy]

"Whoever decorated this place had a wonderful imagination," Jack said, when he wandered Kate-ward. "Hello, you."

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[vanillajello]

"Hi," Kate grinned at him. Shh, she was happy for once. "Guess whoever it was was trying to imagine themselves away from Wales, huh?"

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[bitten_notshy]

Happy looked good on Kate. Jack smiled back.

"Without actually leaving Wales," Jack nodded. "I hope they retired someplace with real palm trees."

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[vanillajello]

"Well, we can hope, right?" Kate smiled. Then she tilted her head, thoughtful. "Does Rio have palm trees? 'Cause that's actually where Bod's supposed to be right now. Spring Break and everything. For some reason he's been hanging out in Kansas instead."

Yeah, she had no idea why. Right.

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[bitten_notshy]

Jack sat on the couch with tea -- he'd leave the alcohol for later, when his senses got over the shock of so many other supernaturals -- and ran a finger over his lei, unable to stop touching the flowers.

He was also trying to stop himself from taking all the finger sandwiches.

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[chosehumanity]

A moment or so later, George sank down on the sofa next to him. "So," he said, "Welcome to our party..." He sounded somewhat more sedate than Mitchell, though he, too, had a smile on his face. "We still have plenty of sandwiches, if that's what you're afraid of. Annie keeps making them."

George, twisting around the thing he actually wanted to ask about? Why, never.

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[bitten_notshy]

"I might keep eating them as long as she makes them," Jack warned, but took another one -- chicken this time.

He gave George a slightly wary look. George had done his best to describe the transformation, but there was really nothing like going through it to make you understand. Not that he was quite sure how to express that, either.

"So," he said, considering and tabling a few different approaches. "How have you been? It must be grand, having Annie back again."

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[chosehumanity]

"You know," George said, "It really, really is." He looked like he had spent the past week or so deciding whether to cry or smile about it, and had frequently resorted to doing both at once.

"...Though the sandwich-making really is driving me mad, couldn't she just have stuck with tea--?"

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[bitten_notshy]

Jack tilted his head to the side. "I'm not sure I'd complain about anyone who wanted to feed me," he said. "On the other hand, the waste of bread would make you a bit mad after a while. Perhaps she'll settle once she gets more -- acclimated?"

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[chosehumanity]

Mitchell was in fact drinking the tea, thanks, if simply because Annie kept making it, and, well, George had had enough time to get used to her being around again that the likelihood of some kind of too-much-tea freak-out was starting to climb up again.

He also had a lei on. Yep.

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[vanillajello]

"You look dashing," Kate noted with an amused as she sidled on up to him, drink in hand. Drinks were important, okay. "I'm gonna refrain from inappropriate lei jokes, though."

Well, refrain from them with him. Bod was probably not going to be safe from them.

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[chosehumanity]

"And for that, I thank you," Mitchell said, though he sounded less 'sarcastic' and more 'jovial' today. After a pause, he pointed past her. "There's Annie, by the way," he added. "She still can't be seen, but she's here."

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[vanillajello]

Kate's expression turned a little more wry as she glanced back, with a little wave, even. She'd been expecting not being able to see Annie, but it still sucked.

"Yeah, I'm still not special enough to have a sight or whatever," she said, as she turned more towards Mitchell again. "Probably gonna make you guys interpret for me a lot."

Like she was gonna let this stop her from talking to Annie. Please.

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[chosehumanity]

"I'm happy to do it," Mitchell replied, smiling a little. "She was very intense about the leis, by the way."

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[nookiepowered]

"You know," said Bo on arriving in the living room, Tesco's bag in hand. "It'd be easier to 'run out to the shop and pick up some more bundt cake' if anyone in Wales had ever heard of bundt cake. Heathens."

Raised in of those vaguely Norwegian states in the upper middle US with lots of lakes, cows, and church socials? How ever did you guess?

She lifted the bag. "I'm a little afraid of anything they actually come right out and call 'lardy.'"

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[vanillajello]

"They still have Tesco, though," Kate remarked, pointing at the bag. She was familiar with those from the golden days of Bristol, oh yes. Grocery shopping was exotic when you were abroad, after all.

She grinned at Bo. "Hi."

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[nookiepowered]

Who grinned right back. "Hi. I brought you a bundt cake, but we ated it."

For a very loose definition of 'you' but a fairly accurate one of 'ated.'

"I got here a little early."

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[vanillajello]

"Uh huh." Kate valued her sanity too much to enquire about what she'd been doing since then. Instead, she tilted her head at a thought. "I think this is where I would go for a hug but I'm confused about the rules since I'm like the only supposedly normal person here."

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[nookiepowered]

"I can't speak for the dead abnormal people or the British abnormal people, but I totally do hugs," Bo said, solving the dilemma by going for it herself. "It's good to see you."

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[chosehumanity]

"What is it about you and bundt cake?" Mitchell asked. He was... genuinely amused, yes. "Is it just your paralyzing fear of lard, or are you fond of round shapes?"

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[nookiepowered]

"I'm not afraid of lard; I'm just leery of anybody who advertises it." Bo did the mature thing and only stuck out her tongue halfway. "And I dunno. My mom always made a bundt cake when we went to people's houses for dinner. It's a thing."

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[chosehumanity]

Mitchell grinned at her, leaning over to peck her on the cheek since she was so intent on using her mouth for something. "A local thing?"

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[nookiepowered]

"I guess?" Bo shrugged. "Maybe just a mom thing. She was pretty heavy into the whole baking, sewing, quiltmaking farm lady smorgasbord."