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Dinner at Amity’s [January 14, 2019]

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- The same night as this prior conversation -

Amity moves to pull the fresh baked Fernet pie out of the oven, a pleased smile crossing her lips as she takes it in, before she moves to offer her sister a playful nudge and grin as she sees her sister's own pie that she had crafted, proud that she had done so well on it. "You're going to put my pie to shame, Haze," she teases, moving to place both of the pies among the artfully arranged homecooked food that she and Hazel had prepared, wanting to make a bright and inviting display in spite of the small space in which she lived, hoping it would suffice and that her co-workers wouldn't be too put off by her place, it having been all she could afford, but she and her sister had tried to make the best of it through decorating it and making it their own. As she hears a knock on the door, Amity, looks over to Hazel. "Can you get it, Haze?" She inquires, realizing she hadn't set plates out, quickly moving to do that.

"Got it," Hazel affirms with a nod, a subtle smile gracing her lips as she takes in her own pie, not quite as good as her sisters, but something she was quite proud of nonetheless, before she moves to open the door, curiously taking in these two men her sister worked with. "I'm Hazel, Amity's sister," she says, about to move to allow them to come in, before she recalls these were business connections of her sister's, trying to recall the proper thing to do, awkwardly holding out her hand for them to shake.

Ray gives a tilt of his head as he takes in the unknown girl before him, "Ray, her boss." He offers back, the last bit more of a last minute add-on then anything else, handing her the bottle of vodka as she moves her hand out, breezing into the place, as he smells the sweet scents enticing him inside.

Lucio follows Ray into the apartment, having arrived not long after, moving to do the same with a bottle of Fernet he had picked up, before he catches whiff of the scent of it moving through the room, the smallest twitch of surprise moving through him at the fact that the woman had managed to find it, and bake it into a pie nonetheless.

Hazel observes the two bottles in her hands, a curiosity moving through them at the latter, wondering if Amity would let her drinking slide since it was a party after all, before an idea strikes her, moving to pull out some of the hand-made ceramic tea glasses she had crafted, all carefully decorated, before putting out two for each person, one from each liquor bottle, feeling like she could preempt any questions from her sister by making it into a bonding activity for the night and saying it was a way to make use of her art, before a sudden realization moves through her at the fact that the other man had never said his name, finding it a bit awkward to ask for it now, before turning her attention to Ray instead as she knew how to address him. "Ray, can you give the toast?" She asks, a smile crossing her lips as she inquires, eager to try the mysterious liquor that No Name had brought.

Ray takes in the apartment with a muted curiosity before his attention moves to the two teacups placed unceremoniously into his hands taking in the girl's request, his brow raising. "To the indescribable pleasure of high tea, indeed, hear hear." He announces, teasingly taking his inspiration from one hoity-toity herself, a swirl of amusement moving through him as he clinks his teacups together, moving to stretch back into a seat at the table taking a drink from the one that clearly had vodka inside of it.

Lucio studies Ray as he makes his toast with a muted wisp of curiosity, watching which shot he took before he looks at both of the cups before him, moving to take the vodka and slowly pour it into his fernet cup, closely observing the comingling of what should not be, before swiftly throwing it back, setting the used cup back on the table, before he moves to check his phone, raising an eyebrow at something. "A moment," he offers, moving to nimbly lighting a sobranie and take a drag as he begins talking in rapid fire Russian as he steps outside of Amity's apartment.

A surprised strike moves through Amity as she sees Lucio step outside after lighting a cigarette, beginning to protest, "you shouldn't..." before the door is closed before she can even finish, "...smoke in here," before she takes the cup of Fernet in her hand, looking down at it, a moment too long, before she realizes a bit of silence had begun to hang in the room, causing her to search for something to say. "Have you ever had this?" Amity offers with a small smile to Ray as she holds up the Fernet. "I tried baking with it, for the whole...surprise, but I've actually never had this to drink," she admits.

Hazel watches the guy head outside in a whole huff kinda thing, probably, his girlfriend maybe? Her gaze following him before Ammy launches into her Professional grade conversation, causing her to bounce a bit in her seat in anticipation until she just.... “Maybe you should check on him Ammy....?” She loosely floats out, her tone taking on a light trill at the end as she looks up at her sister with her big brown doe eyes, holding her gaze with a slight Concern (tm) laced within her own to really try to make Ammy feel like she should Go, until she hears Ammy excuse herself and close the door, causing her to reach one hand towards her phone while the other waverssss between the bottles, wondering if she could get away with ittttt, her curiosity getting the best of herrr, until she notices that Ray didn’t touch his Fermat...Fernayt? “Can I try this?” She inquires offhandedly, blinking her big doe eyes at him as she taps her fingers on the table next to her phoneee, ratatatatattt, drumming them for a bit before finally just deciding to Go For It, even as a bit of nerves heave through her chest, not wanting Ammy to come in and find outtttt....”You’re a writer and a lawyer, right, Rayyy?” She floats out even as her tone wavers off a bit at the end, beguiling the casual cool with which she was trying to deliver it, damn, before releasing a breath, the corners of her lips twitching a bit upwards and a bit down, before sliding him the email from someone who seemed Legit and Profesh, but...it didn’t seem real, talking about wanting to make an indie film off of the little book she had self-published with the help of her circle of friends on Tumblr that got kinda sorta popular There, but....”This is Totally a Scam, right?” The little half smile curling onto her lips in spite of the Duh she was feeling at the question, like it probs was, but...that little sparkle of hope just kept...blinking inside of her, like the one damn Christmas light that refused to go out after the whole rest of the string was dead and gone and it was basically Easter, anyway....

#( * rps. )#( * rps: ray vennett. )#( * rps: lucio ray. )#( * rps: hazel avila. )#( * in progress rps. )

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