Re: 8:25 p.m., by the food table - Alice & Isobel
Isobel was halfway through taking a bite of one of her kabobs at the waitress's appearance; she quickly covered her mouth, chewing as she glanced back at Rafe.
"That sounds delicious," she said to the mention of a meatier stew. "We could bring a red wine, maybe? Obed would be better about suggestions, I'll ask. It certainly sounds like we have the makings of a nice little party on our hands. Hopefully one markedly quieter than this one," she continued, rolling her eyes a little at the loud jukebox spraying rock 'n roll over all the conversation.
"Drink something, Alice," she urged, pushing the water bottle toward the redhead. "I'd hate for you to be stuck in bed all day tomorrow. I hope you have the day off from your shop!"