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Enzo leaned his hip against the pool table, watching as Caleb made his way around to take a shot. "Well basically J.A.R.V.I.S told us the rules. That we had to answer it together and our answer would only count by first stating 'the answer is.' " He nodded his head slightly, "Jeopardy style... I can respect that." "And the questions we got was 'why?' " Enzo smiled, "Oh that's simple, the answer is 'because' " He didn't say it in a condescending way. You can't expect someone like Caleb to be perfect in every aspect, no one is. Enzo has his brain going for him and that's about it.
Caleb prepared to take a shot, but upon execution he snapped the cue. Enzo jumped up slightly, his eyes widening. After a moment or two he began to laugh, shoving his hands in his pockets. "I'll pay for another." Enzo shrugged his shoulders, "It's Wren you'll have to deal with not me."
Enzo slowly walked his way towards the game behind Caleb, deciding to take a seat beside him because he wasn't entirely detestable. "And what did the handling of your simulation look like?" Enzo crossed his legs beneath him, leaning back upon his hands. "The room was full of quicksand, and we had to make our way to the civilian... My partner was useless." He scoffed. "We uh... made a 'rope' with our clothing, used the buckle on my suspenders to hook onto the stake the civilian was tied to and pulled our way to the platform." When he said rope, he raised his right hand, wiggling his index finger.
Before Enzo got a chance to gauge a response from wonder boy, Ichabod's bottle spin landed on Caleb. Enzo's brows raised while he tapped his fingers along the floor, grinning ear to ear. Oh this is going to be a good game in deed.
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Wren sighed softly as she saw Christian walk away and go towards the bar. She didn't particularly blame him, maybe this wasn't the best game choice. But she just wanted to enjoy himself instead of feeling like he was walking on pins and needles around everyone. In no time Jack joined the circle which was expected, of course. "So who goes next?" Wren shrugged her shoulders, "I guess we'll let whomever's turn it is to pick the next... victim." She grinned.
To Wren's surprise Kumiko sat down next to her. Wren thought that she wouldn't want to be part of something like this but she guessed wrong. She then leaned in towards her, asking in a hushed tone. "What exactly is this..game?" Sure if someone like Junior, Jai or Jack asked that she'd make a huge deal and make them the butt of the joke. But Kumiko didn't even seem like the type of person who know or partake. "Umm... Whoever's turn it is spins the bottle. Then they have to kiss the person it lands on. Pretty simple."
Wren leaned forward slightly to watch the bottle spin. No doubt this was a fun way to kick off a nice and evil game of spin the bottle. She couldn't help but look around at everyone in the circle, wondering who secretly wanted to kiss who. She didn't particularly care who she kissed, she'd share the wealth of her amazing kissing abilities. As she started getting lost in her thoughts, the bottle came to a stop pointing at Caleb. Wren grinned, "Oh boy!" Ichabod grinned, "Alright, Super Boy... Pucker up." Wren brought her fingers to her lips, whistling while they kissed. "Ow ow!!"
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Jack seemed to laugh at Frankie's more literal answer in regards to the drinks. "Well, that's good! At least it's a real party!" He began to grow nervous presumably from Nathaniel's less than friendly gaze. "Heh, heh, sorry, shouldn't have ruined your groove...heh, heh." Frankie tucked her bottom lip beneath her teeth trying not to laugh at how uncomfortable Jack became. No doubt, Nathaniel wasn't happy about the increasingly popularity he seemed to have today. Which made Frankie wonder slightly if it was her fault.
"You're not wrong though, no girl likes to get space crabs or nebula herpes." Julia said in response to Frankie. Although the comment was funny, Frankie shifted a bit, looking down at her hands. She didn't know if those were a thing, and she didn't want to find out either. "And I have it on good authority that they do exist... Apparently space is riddled just like Jake Feather here." She glanced towards Julia, "Is that some quip because quill's are made of feathers?" Maybe it was the alcohol but the joke was going over her head slightly.
"Agh! You wound me ladies!... I think they're called something else out there." Frankie rolled her eyes slightly, finishing off her drink. Maybe it was just her but Jack's "charm" doesn't really seem to effect her. "So you admit they have them?" She smirked slightly. When everyone at the party started moving towards the spin the bottle game, Julia didn't seem to want to join. "I have a feeling all three of you are going to join this game, and I imagine nobody wants me to play this game so I'm going to go find some fellow minded individuals." But of course Jack was all for it, "Classic... Well if you guys need me, you know where to find me."
After Julia and Jack had parted their ways, Nathaniel looked back towards Frankie. She couldn't help but smile slightly as he seemed to get flustered, and his cheeks even seemed to flush ever so slightly. A sigh escaped his lips before he responded, "Fine..." Before she got a chance to say anything else, he was up and taking her hand. Frankie slid off her own stool before he lead her by the hand through the crowd. When they joined the circle, Nathaniel took a seat. Frankie, trying to be as ladylike as possible sitting on the floor in a dress knelt down. She then shifted sideways slightly, and placed her hand on the ground to lean back slightly. Frankie glanced over at Nathaniel beside her. She leaned towards him slightly to speak quietly. "You don't have to play if you don't want..."