RP: Happy Birthday, Marcus! Who: Everyone! When: January 27th, 2009 (pre-dated) Where: V-Bar What: Flint not only passed his referee exam, but he's also turning 34! (Tag yourselves!) Warnings: TBD
Terence had truly outdone himself. Every element had fallen into place, the V-Bar transformed into a glittery, pink masterpiece filled with a vast variety of Sweet Nothings floating cupcakes. Small unicorns and pegasi flew through the air, leaving trails of sparkles in their wake.
There was no end of food. Sweet Nothings had supplied not only the cupcakes, but a massive, person-sized pink cake for Megan to jump out of as soon as Marcus arrived, as well. The Leaky Cauldron was supplying the kegs of beer and a buffet that seemed to be never-ending, and Terence had paid not only for the space, but for a fully open bar at the V-Bar.
Add to that mix not only the kitschiest of disco balls, but a whole host of merch for Confessions-- people had the option to choose Team Les or Team Seb shirts and pins at the door-- and the entire terrifying ensemble was complete.
The press was there in droves, of course, but that was to be expected, considering the sheer amount of Quidditch players expected to be in attendance, Terence looking around himself, more than a little pleased. Now it was just a matter of waiting for Marcus to arrive.