St. John and Open (Multiples Welcome)
Alright, John wasn't one to really dip into a scene like this. Normally he'd avoid going about a costumed party all together and find a fifth of rum and a cheese burger to satisfy his evening. Though it sounded like a fair amount of people were attending, and the costuming was done easy. John swallowed hard and went about getting involved with the situation at hand. Plus Kitty was supposed to here, so it was prime to spend some time clothed with the woman. Not that he minded the unclothed time at all.
So after a quick trip to Sabrina the teenage Wardrobe master, he was set for the night.
Arriving, he was already masked and dressed to the hilt. Wearing a black cloak over an orange floral patterned outfit, John entered the party. A half wave to the host of the event, he immediately went looking for the liquid encouragement. It wasn't difficult to find. Normal circumstance would involve getting a beer and considering he was supposed to be more incognito, he got something resembling a whiskey neat. Walking back through, taking in all the clothes and costumes he bumped into someone he didn't quite recognize due to their mask. John did the polite thing, which wasn't burn them to a crisp.
"Sorry, mate." He commented. "Didn' see you there." John slowly sipped the drink. The mask was nice having left room for him to drink without taking his mask off.