[Unusually, the club has been overtaken by its littlest patrons. One (1) Anya Alstreim, Knight of Six, and one (1) Roxas, Keyblade wielding Nobody, have taken up residence at the bar counter, dangling feet and all.
Pushed to the side are empty bowls of ice cream and they may be drinking out of straws, but that's not abnormal, right?]
Jade! I think Jade. You know what? Your idea of pouring peach schnapps over vanilla ice cream worked! It was really good. [his eyes are bright, and he holds up a shotglass]
And I just wanted to tell everyone that -- I really like everyone I've met here. Almost everyone. Especially the people who aren't from where I'm from. I just want you all to know that. Being a good friend is the best thing you could be.
...I guess... I could apologize to some people... [another unsteady melancholy moment, and then -- he doesn't!] Nah -- I don't want to ruin it. I'm in a good mood.
[Anya nudges Roxas's elbow, her eyes wide and her face somewhat flushed. But her words are clear and even.] Check on Dagonet, too.
Oh -- and someone should go feed Dagonet. [a thoughtful beat] He's the cat.
((OOC: Forward dated to later in the evening! Anyone who tags will likely get double teamed, but if you want someone specific, just say so. We are amenable to all the things!))