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[everyone_takes]

It probably wasn't exactly the catered party Reggie had been looking for, but it was still a party, which was exactly what Kate needed. The past month had been fucking weird, between everything that had happened with Esther and all the stuff on Halloween, most of which she was neatly repressing and avoiding at all costs. Parties always helped with the whole avoidance thing.

Especially parties where there was tons of alcohol with which to get totally shitfaced.

They hadn't bothered to decorate, but there was food and there were drinks and Kate had even decided she'd share some of her stash -- the one she actually hadn't touched in months -- with some of the guests if they were nice. She'd also realized that having a party where shit was likely to get out of hand with a gun nearby was probably a bad idea, so she'd locked it up and had given it to Danny for safe keeping, a move she thought Harley would approve of.

Especially since the last time she'd held it, she'd shot someone.

But she wasn't thinking about that tonight. She was thinking about the amazing party and the amazing drink she had in her hand.

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[not_so_smooth]

"No, no, I can't pepper grind and drink. The grinder takes up both hands," Sam said, holding up his hands and indicating the invisible pepper grinder that he was holding. Obviously there was no way he could properly grind and hold a drink at the same time.

[lightningthief]

"With devotion like that, maybe it's really for the best," I say with a mild tease. "Wouldn't want you moving on from the pepper grinder to the stomach grinder."

[not_so_smooth]

"I'm not sure I know the stomach grinder," Sam admitted, missing the reference to puking his guts out. He was way too in the zone right now. And a little drunk.

"You'll have to show me."

[lightningthief]

Sam's answer bumps up my estimate on his chances of getting to that point. It's something I hope to never have to experience. A mental image of Mr. D. laughing his little ass off at me while I was hurling would just be... anyway, not going there.

"Oh, it'll be the reverse," I tell him cryptically. "In more ways than one."

[not_so_smooth]

"Nah, I got this. I totally know my limits," he said with a nod.

He honestly hadn't had all that much too drink, but hanging out with Kate always made him a bit goofy anyway and the party was a safe, fun excuse to just not worry about what he was doing.

"Except for my limit of being awesome. That has no limit."