Sara put her hands in the air. "I'm lactose intolerant, don't ask me." She giggled a bit and then nudged Kiana who was currently staring at Lafayette.

"Oh- The icecream's pretty good," Kiana said taking another bite of her ice cream. She was eating some kind of peanut butter ice cream.

"No, its fine, I just want the vanilla. thanks though." She took the creamy white ice cream from Seth and began to eat it, still standing up...

((Braindead. Sorry.))

Seth turned to her, already on the defensive. "Not with icecream." She said, then tilted her head. "But that's not such a bad idea. Looks like I have a mission tonight." She turned her attention back to Lafayette. "See the possibilities? Now, fess up." Seth fanned out her wings slightly, letting the sun warm the dark feathers. Her amber eyes- openly showing a challenging but at the same time threatening emotion, caught the sun and became a warmer, deeper colour.

Sara and Kiana had a look of confusion on their faces. What were they talking about. All Sara heard was ice cream. All Kiana heard was Vodka. Kiana opened her wings and stretched them out. Sara did the same.

Kiana's ice cream was melting a bit. "What are you guys talking about?" She broke the silence between her and her sister.

(( Sorry, couldn't get on yesterday. ;c))

Lafayette chuckled. "You can never know my secret to hangovers. I must always be the hero who comes in at the last moment with a jar of pickle juice." He muffled a yawn, but was thankful seth and some other girl had joined them, Kiana and Sara hadn't said much, just stared and giggled like crazy people. And of course Jasper was off somewhere with Aza.

He fake-gagged when Seth mentioned ice cream with vodka. "Vodka and ice cream don't mix, trust me. Go for sherry or bourbon mixed with ice cream. But as I said before, you are too young to be drinking. 21 or older, dude." He directed his attention away from Seth to Kiana. He shrugged slightly and then said, "Nothing. Just Seth's stupid decisions."

((Short-post fail. Multitasking))

Kiana nodded and giggled. Sara once had like five margaritas and Kiana had to carry her home because she was so drunk. Alchohol affected Sara more than most people, or angels for that matter. "I think that Jasper did die," Kiana said as she looked around the ice cream parlor for Jasper.

Sara's face turned beet red at the mention of alchohol. She used to have a problem with it. She remembered being carried home by Kiana one night. "I doubt any kind of alchohol would be good with ice cream..."

Lafayette rolled his eyes. "God, didn't I tell you to stop that? You remember your last bust, almost got sent to juvie. Watch it." He frowned deeply when he heard Jasper's name. "Yeah, I'm about to go find him." He wondered where he could possibly be, he had been gone for hours. Just hten, the tiny bell above the door rung, and he turned to see who it was, shocked.

Jasper had gotten home, then remembered the other were still at that parlor shop. Though he was dead tired, and his head was pounding, he forced himself to go tell them that he was alive, he thought they'd be worried. Or at least Lafayette. He smiled slightly and winced when he saw the group. "Hey guys. Just came by so you all know I didn't die or something. Going home now, bye everyone."

Lafayette saw his pained ex
pression and stood. "I need to get home too." He walked over to Jasper, then turned to the table of girls. "It was fun, we should do this some other time. See you all later. And no alchohol, Seth!" He called as he he walked outside with Jasper. They headed home, Jasper turning a few blocks away from Lafayette.