#007 The Roaring Twenties

[hosting]

[It's that time of the month again! The Host Club is once more opening its doors for business, this time with a couple of new additions and a couple of losses... The ballroom has been completely transformed into a 1920s style speakeasy.

A few hosts are serving behind the bar, namely Allen, Maladict and Cole, all of them dressed in this bartender outfit. The rest of the hosts are dotted around the room dressed in this attractive outfit, complete with the hat. There are two notable exceptions to this - one of which is Haruhi, who is dressed in a flapper dress, and Tamaki who is dressed in a white suit.

There are tables for playing poker, chips provided, as well as three American Pool tables to have a go on. By the door, there are racks of dresses and suits in 1920s style, in case any of the guests wish to take part in the theme themselves - manning the racks is Delta, instructed to persuade the guests to take part and compliment them on their new look.

Come on and all and enjoy the club!]

[ooc: Please wait for the sections THE SECTIONS ARE UP - one for host club members to mingle and discuss the theme, and one for guests. Feel free to threadjack around in both sections, talk to your fellow hosts, your fellow guests, and everyone in beteween!]

Comments

[cantacquityou]

I...I just didn't expect you in that here.



...I suppose a drink wouldn't hurt...Since you're here and I know you I think.

[demontobeloved]

Very well, what would you like, sir?

[cantacquityou]

What is available?

[demontobeloved]

A wide selection of beverages and cocktails from the club's chosen time period, as well as a normal selection of drinks.

[cantacquityou]

...I'll try a cocktail. Perhaps you could suggest one?

[demontobeloved]

[Cole, instead, starts mixing up a Martini.]

Of course. Martini sound alright?

[cantacquityou]

...I...I suppose.

[demontobeloved]

Don't drink much, do you?

[He slides the martini over to Edgeworth]

[cantacquityou]

...Not really. I do enjoy a glass of wine once in a while when there's certain company.

[He takes a sip, and twitches unconsciously at the taste]

...It's a bit potent. [Sips it again.]

[demontobeloved]

Cocktails usually are.

[cantacquityou]

I see...I suppose I'll have to get accustomed to it.

[demontobeloved]

I could always get you another drink.

[cantacquityou]

...I couldn't bother you like that...

[demontobeloved]

Nonesense~!

We're here to serve the guests. That is the aim of the host club.

I have a feeling Cole fully intends to fuck him up.

[cantacquityou]

...You must have had a few drinks, yourself.

He's getting into the part, shush

[demontobeloved]

Not allowed to drink on the job, sir.

[Trust me, if he was, he'd be in the corner, comatose by now]

[cantacquityou]

You don't have to call me, 'sir.'

[watches him...wondering what he's making next.]

...I am sure no one's watching.

[demontobeloved]

I have to keep true to the theme, or it won't be authentic.

[Nope, not tricking this demon into feeling Tamaki's wrath, no sir!]

[cantacquityou]

...You certainly take pride in being a master of disguises, don't you?


[takes another sip without thinking]

[demontobeloved]

It was part of the job description back when I was evil.

[cantacquityou]

Hm.



[Removes jacket]



...It is getting a bit warm in here.

[demontobeloved]

I haven't noticed anything.

[cantacquityou]

That's rather odd. Too many layers...I have on too many...layers, perhaps.

[demontobeloved]

I wouldn't go stripping off too many layers, Mr. Edgeworth.

[cantacquityou]

Oh! I wasn't intending to. Not now, anyway.

[sip]