h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

*grins*
I have but one thing to say:
Uh-huh....

Although, if we're queuing to dance with Zax, then I'll have a turn when he's free...

well... since i've already danced with you, tweet... FC? shall we?

*takes her hand and heads for the middle of the room*

come on you guys! grab a partner!

how could a girl refuse, Zax?

*twirls*

Wow!
You two look great together!
*floor clears for Archangel Zax & Fashion Cat

*rose-petals fall from the ceiling
*soft music plays gently across the room
Archangel Zax takes Fashion Cat in his wings and gently envelopes her, the rest of the party-goers stand and watch in awe.....

BLECCCCCHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!
*hides - you guessed it - a Suspect Package on the floor somewhere*

*takes aim...*
*starts running...*
*kicks the package through the French windows, which miraculously open to let it through*
*grins*
Now, who stuck rose petals in the smoke machine? And who stuck on the soppy music.
*changes the album to nimrod and sticks on Scattered*
There- now get your asses on the dance floor!

* Shakes his borrowed wings in a flurry of drunken headbanging and air guitar, in practice for the Scottish Researchers' get-together *

Oh I sooooo hope i can get to it
Not that I'll get to have any drunken fun I'll have to promise to be home by the evening
Ok, we're gonna have to do this next year, so I can stay as long as I like (staying in halls next year).

you try keeping me away if its a blast!

*alicat shakes her head and clears her foggy mind* Sorry, i think I blacked out there. I'm not used to that much champagne and cake. Zax, if the offer's still open, I'd love to dance. When you're free again. I see the lineup.

*pauses from arm-wrestling Baldrick on the floor.......
Alicat! About time! Hurry up and get your dance with Zax, 'cos I'm after you!

*Takes huge swig from God A.'s personal bottle and waits her turn to dance with Zax.* There is quite a lineup. Perhaps you should go ahead of me, GB. Would you like a drink while we wait? *Offers up the beautiful, ornate bottle. Smoke is pouring out of her cat's ears.*

* Mat shyly pokes his head around the corner... *

Is HE around anywhere, it is just HE & I don't see eye to eye...

* HE doesn't... *

May I have this dance Ali...?

M.K*

I would be honoured, Matt. Would you care for a drink from His bottle first? Or is that out of the question?

Ali*

hehe... few mortals can cope with what comes from His bottle...

and GB, since alicat is taken at the mo, I guess I should tear myself away from Zax and let others have a spin.... he is a fabulous dancer....

nice to see you around ali!

Thank you FC. It's a fabulous party. I await my turn with Zax with great anticipation. *Hopes she won't step on his toes. Takes more courage from HIS bottle.*

Check it out Guardian Angel, you're a babe magnet
No-one ever asks me to dance...
*pause*
B*******s to that...
Where's my Blink 182 album, that'll put a stop to all this slow dance messing around

LOL. *Realising she can only dance fast dances when she is drunk, alicat opens bar fridge and starts downing beers. The bar fridge, fortunately, is of the never-emptying sort.*

*Peet reaches in for a Cider, but in the process knocks over a jar of peanuts...*

Oops - sorry.

*Watches transfixed as the never-ending stream of peanuts pours relentlessly on to the dance floor*

LOL. It's OK. There's a family of squirrels in the back. They'll stem the flow.