Who: Cami, Eve, and Linda What: girls’ night Where: Pandemonium When: End of march/early April Warnings: alcohol for sure Status: Completed g-doc
Linda felt like a night out sounded very good to her. Dan picked up Charlie to take him for the night so Linda could pick him up in the morning. This also seemed like a good way to introduce Eve to one of her best friends in this place: Cami. Introducing Eve to one friend sounded like the best idea, so as to not overwhelm her friend from home.
Tonight she just wanted some cocktails and to not think about how much Charlie seemed to miss his father lately. At first, it seemed normal to her son, since Amenadiel spent a lot of time in his role as God. But, now that he hadn’t seen his father in months, plus the replicators, Linda felt more than a little overwhelmed. Not that she wanted to mention anything to her friends about it tonight.
She grabbed some tequila shots and brought them over to Cami and Eve. “Tequila shots to start the night.”
“Yay! Tequila shots!” Eve exclaimed as Linda set three full shot glasses on the table. Claiming one for herself, Eve glanced between the other two women. “So, what are we drinking to? New friends? A crazy night none of us will forget?”
One could never claim that Eve was not a party girl. The brunette was always up for a good time, regardless of the risk it might entail, and tonight was no exception. She was also eager to get to know Cami. If Linda liked her then she had to be good people, right? Obviously, Eve trusted her friend’s judgment or else she wouldn’t be here right now.
As the niece of a priest, Cami felt a massive amount of cognitive dissonance to be out drinking with Eve. She had to wonder what Kiernan would think. Of course, he’d probably boggle at everything from Linda’s world, which was really saying something considering their own.
“Hopefully not too crazy,” she said as she accepted her shot. At least with her vampire constitution, she didn’t have to worry about getting out of control and would be able to keep an eye on her friends. “I don’t really want to have to call anyone for bail money.”
Linda laughed. “Absolutely no bail money will be needed tonight. I don’t think Dan would appreciate my ending up in jail while he babysits Charlie.” Eve might be the party girl in the trio, but Linda could hold her own. She wanted a night to just get a little buzzed, maybe watch Eve hit on some pretty people. The therapist didn’t feel the need to date anyone these days, although the occasional hookup made her happy. Cami, obviously, was with Klaus.
To be fair, sometimes Linda her world still boggled her mind.
“How about a solid amount of crazy so we aren’t in jail, but still have fun?” She wished Maze had returned too, because she missed her best friend.
“So, drinks? Dancing? People watching?”
Eve flashed a playful smile at both the blond. “Speak for yourselves, ladies,” she joked. She tapped her glass against each of theirs and then downed the shot expertly. The tequila warmed right to her pedicured toes in her pumps. No, Eve did not plan on needing bail money, but she did want to get that ‘solid amount’ of crazy Linda was referring to. She was single, ready to mingle, and out with two beautiful women. In Eve’s mind, she’d hit the jackpot for sure.
Setting the glass on the table, Eve flipped her dark hair behind her shoulders and wrapped an arm around Linda’s shoulders. “I think all of those sound perfect.” And would help her not think of Maze…and Lucifer. He seemed to have perked up since her arrival which definitely pleased Eve. She didn’t like when he was upset, regardless of what terms they were operating under. Plus, he’d been nothing, but kind, a gentleman to her since her arrival. He deserved this chance to be happy as much as any of them did, especially with his daughter here.
“And, as long as we keep off the tables, I think we can avoid potential jail time.”
“I think I can manage a solid amount of crazy,” Cami agreed before downing her shot. The alcohol didn’t have as much of an effect on her as it used to, which made partying a bit more difficult. And expensive. Having worked as a bartender to put herself through grad school, she had seen plenty of crazy in her life.
She smiled at Eve. The woman wasn’t what Cami would have ever guessed from the stories she grew up with. “So, Eve, how are you finding Madison Valley?” she asked. “You were in LA, right?”
Linda kept hoping for Maze to show back up in this place. She missed her best friend and knew it would help Eve feel better.
“No table dancing. I can go with no table dancing.” The therapist knew those days were solidly behind her at this point. Linda’s arm wrapped around Eve’s shoulders and her other arm around Cami’s. Sadly Linda knew it took a lot for Cami to get drunk as a vampire.
A server walked by with a tray of shots and Linda couldn’t recognize half of them. She threw enough cash down for the trio to have another set of shots, while Eve conversed with Cami. Taking the purple shot, the therapist looked at it with curiosity.
It was probably best that one of them at least remained only tipsy. Just to make sure the table dancing didn’t actually happen. Truthfully, Eve couldn’t make any promises. She tended to do risky things even when she knew the outcome would be terrible. It made her feel alive and after being in Heaven for so long where everything was perfect, she was okay with things being off balance sometimes.
“No table dancing.” Eve squeezed her friend’s shoulder in assurance before turning her attention to Camille and her question.
“Yes, I was in L.A. I totally miss the weather. Um, the replicator things were definitely not fun, but so far, I don’t mind it here even if it wasn’t where I originally intended to end up.” Actually Eve had no idea where she originally intended to end up, but she was positive Madison Valley wasn’t on that list anyway.
Eve’s attention shifted to the purple shot in front of her. She lifted it and looked between the two women. “Anyone have any idea what flavor this is? I mean, not that I care, I’m down to try anything once, you know what I mean?” Eve winked playfully.
Cami chuckled at their reactions to the purple shots. “Ah, the purple nurple,” the former bartender explained. “It’s gin and triple sec with blueberry and grape liquor. Tastes very fruity and not much like alcohol. Which makes it very dangerous.”
Being a bartender in New Orleans meant that she had seen many a bachelorette party fall victim to the allure of the purple nurple and other drinks that were deceptively tasty and strong.
“Those replicator things were crazy,” she said, taking one of the shots for herself.
Linda knew Eve’s outlook on life and didn’t begrudge her any fun she wanted to have. Being married to Adam with the expectation of perfection? The therapist knew it wore on her friend over the millenia. Otherwise, Eve wouldn’t have left Heaven.
“I don’t think anyone had Indiana on their list of places to end up, especially when you leave to go explore the world.” Which sounded better to Linda than Eve’s plan to go find herself. “They were not fun. Charlie still thinks someone will come steal his teddy bear.
Ahh yes. Linda tended to avoid it due to not loving gin, but she decided to take the shot anyway. At this point? A shot was a shot. “You’re not kidding. It tastes like juice.”
The brunette nodded at Linda’s words. “Fair. I don’t think anyone had ‘trapped in a small midwestern town’ on their Bingo cards.” Surprisingly, Eve did not mind it as much as she thought she would. Maybe because everyone was so nice here or because a lot of her friends were here. Either way, Eve knew she could survive living here and possibly even be happy.
“They totally weren’t. They took Nina’s waffle maker and made a mess of the casino.” Which wasn’t surprising given there were plenty of electronics for them to get their mechanical appendages on.
Eve’s eyes sparkled with mischief at Camille’s explanation of the shot. “Sounds like my kind of drink,” she replied, flashing both women a playful smile. Plucking the shot from the table, Eve lifted the glass to her lips and down it easily. Oh, that was a tricky one. Camille was right; you could not taste the alcohol.
Setting the glass down on the table, she gave Camille a smile. “Totally right. I couldn’t taste the booze. That is dangerous. Kind of makes me want another one.”
“Should we order a pitcher?” Cami asked. “Or do you want to try a bunch of different drinks?” She paused. “Have you had alcohol before? Like, are there bars in heaven?” She felt stupid even as the words tumbled out of her mouth, but the question was out there now and she couldn’t take it back.
Whatever her companions wanted, she was happy to offer her expertise from her years working at Rousseau’s to make suggestions about drinks. “Every time I think this place can’t surprise me, it manages to outdo itself.”
Linda liked the idea of a pitcher, but wanted to give Eve the option. She definitely threw back the shot and then choked at Cami’s question about Eve and bars. “Sorry. I’m good,” she added as she coughed. A server came by and she asked for a glass of water to help with the current burn in her throat.. Eve definitely visited bars.
“I’ve learned to not be surprised. Not even getting sent home and then brought back to this place.”
“I’m good with a pitcher of that,” Eve replied, glancing over at Linda for her input. “It’s like one of the best things I’ve ever tasted.” Appletinis happened to be Eve’s favorite, but that purple drink? A definite close second.
At Camille’s question, Eve just smiled good-naturedly at the blond. “I wish there were bars in heaven. I might not have wanted to leave if there were,” she replied and then laughed. “It would have made heaven a lot more fun.” Maybe make a few people extract the sticks from their butts too. “But yes, I have been to a bar before. I’ve lost track of how many by this point. I mean obviously Lux is my number one pick for drinks.” It was Lucifer’s club after all. “And yeah, I came down from heaven partially for the alcohol.”
Eve didn’t mind surprises, but the replicators were not a pleasant surprise. They were not even a fun surprise. “I like surprises, but that wasn’t a good surprise. It was like receiving a gift you didn’t want and then realizing there isn’t even a gift receipt so you can trade it in for a gift card.”
So Heaven was boring. Good to know since a lot of people believed that Cami’s soul, or lack thereof, damned her to eternal hell. Maybe Billy Joel was on to something when he said he’d rather party with the sinners than cry with the saints.
“There are a lot of things the dome does that are like that,” she said to Eve as she waved over the server to order a pitcher of purple nurples. “Sometimes we get things like cruises, but more often it’s unpleasant chaos.”
Linda felt pretty sure her empathetic friend would find a place in Heaven, but based on the Heaven Eve described? It sounded terrible. Although, maybe now with Amenadiel as God things might change for the better. The therapist had no idea about her soul, but wanted to believe something good awaited her, especially as the mother to God’s son…oh God. Nope. New thoughts please.
“Heaven doesn’t deserve you, Eve. You’re funny and charming and deserve to live a life.” Even if it sometimes ended badly, Linda knew Eve didn’t mean to cause problems. More it came from not having life experience.
“The cruise was fun, although Charlie surprising Quentin certainly made things a touch awkward. But, yes sometimes the surprises are fun like a cruise or Broadway shows appearing. Usually, though…less so.” The server returned with a pitcher to the table.
After pouring glasses for all three women, Linda passed them to Cami and Eve.
With Linda’s sweet words, Eve gently bumped her shoulder. “Aw. Thanks, Linda. I mean I know I will have to go back there eventually, but right now? I’m all for just enjoying life.” And having a lot more nights like the one she was currently experiencing.
At the mention of a cruise, Eve looked excited. “Oh, I would love a cruise. Maybe that will happen next.” She liked chaos, but unpleasant chaos? No thanks. Especially not the chaos that led to her losing expensive appliances and tech equipment in her apartment.
She accepted a glass from Linda and took a sip. “But, somehow I feel you guys are right and it will end up being something terrible.”
Thinking too much about Heaven and everything else was giving Cami a headache, so she grabbed a glass and held it up. “Well, whatever happens, at least we have booze.” She paused. “And good friends.”
She clinked her glass against Linda and Eve’s and then downed her shot. Tonight was going to be fun.