hell of a party

[middlingalong]

Ivan must be drunker than he thought he was. He could have sworn he knew his way around Vivienne's parents' house, since she wanted to introduce him last week and showed him the place, but maybe they have a... secret... upstairs... bar? where Vivienne's room is supposed to be? And most certainly was last time he checked? He's never going to find the sweater she sent him up looking for here, anyway. Why is there a secret upstairs bar in Vivienne's parents' house?

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[warpfairy]

"Bar, I don't suppose you can clarify what you actually mean?"

Mark is simultaneously both an alt of Lalita and also something else.

[unmarred]

Mark comes close enough to read the napkin.

"Huh, so he's half of me after all. I stand corrected."

[middlingalong]

"Must be very cramped in there."

[unmarred]

"Oh, Ivan," he giggles. "I'm sorry Stalas and I are making you uncomfortable. Just not sorry enough to stop."

[middlingalong]

"I'll probably get over it. Or my head will explode! Who knows."

[unmarred]

"I would be sad if any part of you exploded. Please try to avoid it."

[middlingalong]

"Generally do."

[unmarred]

"Good!"

[thisvorlunatic]

"Not everyone is you, Mark," Stalas says fondly.

[warpfairy]

"But Lalita is, apparently. I'm not quite seeing it, except maybe a little around the sense of humor and Ivan's apparent fascinatingness. What do you think, t'hy'la?"

[isthisart]

"That endearment is not translating."

[warpfairy]

"It's notoriously hard to render in English. It's... it's an endearment."

[dream_me_up]

"I'm seeing... something, definitely," says Lalita. "Sense of humour. Mannerisms. Implied attitude to risk. Do they have Alice in Wonderland in your world?"

[unmarred]

"Yeah," says Mark, with a grin of recognition. "Do they have Sherlock Holmes in yours?"

[dream_me_up]

"...Yes... that one's not a point of congruence, though. Interesting."

[middlingalong]

"So Mark is Polecat and Vole, and Lalita is just Vole."

[dream_me_up]

"Who the hell is Vole?"

[unmarred]

"Watson, by process of elimination. I don't think you're a Watson."

[middlingalong]

"It was worth a try. I've only seen a little of it and I wasn't paying attention to it and I don't speak Greek."

[unmarred]

"A valiant effort."

[isthisart]

Meanwhile, Isabella and Linya keep getting distracted from their project of finding things to get and bring home by more excited-discussing-of-interpersonal-commonality. Linya quizzes the bar on how time dilation between parts of the bar works and says, "We're going to go see if we can get more of our conversation done while expending less time for the rest of you if we go elsewhere, but apparently the time syncing will conveniently slide back into place if any of you contact me by pen. You are all welcome to buy non-ridiculous quantities of things on my tab."

And up go the two of them, Isabella with a bowl of much-missed priv, Linya with her pen and a few PADDS and a kit of stuff to take them apart with that she's been accumulating.

[unmarred]

"Hmm," says Mark. "Did we get any time dilation, I wonder...? Hard to tell."

[dream_me_up]

"Maybe if you told us what you were doing," Lalita suggests.

[unmarred]

"But it would upset Ivan."

[middlingalong]

"Next time bring a clock."