Dante "Inferno" Zaragoza - Death'll find you... (xolotl) wrote in divisions, @ 2021-06-20 09:45:00 |
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Entry tags: | !character: dante zaragoza, !character: evangeline 'ivy' gardner, !player generated: rin/quest |
[Open Log/Thread: Ivy's Surprise Birthday Party]
Who: OPEN TO ALL OF IVY'S FRIENDS
What: A surprise party for Ivy - Ivy’s Birthday!!!! (Open to all of Ivy’s friends (and realistically most of Dante’s))
When: Sunday - around noon until the party ends
Where: the New York Botanical Gardens
Ratings/Warnings: Rate/warn threads as needed please
Birthday lunch was the story, or at least, the story Dante had put together and gotten Ivy’s sister to buy into to help give Ivy a surprise birthday party. That was why Dante was sitting in Ivy’s driveway, honking the horn, and yelling playfully at the other woman to hurry up.
“Hot girl summer ain’t gonna wait for your ass to get ready!” Dante’s hand laid on the horn again, a teasing bark ringing out through the air. “Move dat ass!” Even if her voice was raised, Dante was all large grins and mischief as she teased while waiting for Ivy to make it to Dart. Only once the other woman was in the car and buckled in would Dante check her mirror, toss on her turn signal, take the car out of park and then carefully merge into traffic in the direction they needed to go.
The original planned restaurant would be driven past with only a ‘change of plans’ and a wicked grin from Dante towards the other woman. The drive itself wouldn’t take long before they’d arrive and park at the New York Botanical Gardens in the Bronx.
From the Mosholu Entrance the main part of Ivy’s party set up would be stationed in the native plant garden with light refreshments, food, and space for gifts to be left or to talk and sit, but Dante had also had space put aside in the azalea garden for a DJ and a bartender through agreements with the botanical garden administrators. She’d even managed to get the bartender into an agreement to focus the drink menu on classic cocktails that had been invented in New Orleans, but of course, people could still get whatever their drink of choice was.
Really, that was the hard part: getting all the food and people and paperwork and shit straight. Then it had been circulating news of the party to celebrate Ivy’s birth without letting Ivy know. Difficult, but not really that bad since Dante had known most of the people in Ivy’s life anyway. Cutting a deal with Ivy’s sister to ‘take the kid for lunch’ ‘wink wink’ - while really getting her butt with child to the party, and assuring there were appropriate care takers there for the kid during the party too. Which hey, the botanical garden offered plenty of educational things for children to do too, it didn’t help that Dante had paid for two of the garden educators to stay and hang around the party to help answer people’s questions and also had one of the Garden Instructors stay on to lead hands-on activities. If adults wanted to play like kids? Fuck it. Let them.
The food? While the botanical garden had several vendors perfectly capable of supplying food tonight? Tonight was Ivy’s night and Dante had hired a chef that specialized in cajun cuisine. If it was the crawfish/shrimp boil, Boudin balls, Po’Boy Sandwiches, Maque Choux (in a savory pie crust) and little cups of Jambalaya for those looking for something a little more hearty, and Pain perdu as a dessert there was more than enough food to go around for anyone’s tastes.
It wasn’t meant to be a wild party, but Dante had set it up that if it ran late into the night, it wasn’t a problem. If it ended at 8pm that worked too. Either way? Anyone who came would enjoy good music, good food, beautiful plants, tasty drinks, and maybe learn a little something about the world around them too.