Bobby Drake and OTA
Waiting until the last minute, Bobby still managed, somehow, to find a costume, and so he was attending tonight as a cowboy. Which he thought was odd, but he liked it.
Wandering around, a drink in one hand, and settling near the main area, where the buffet tables were, all the drinks and deserts stayed oddly hot or cold, as they were best consumed, despite a lack of any seeming external power. But Bobby grinned and watched.