Hannibal's House: After-BDE Trauma Party

[sharp_as_knives]

Yet another island oddity had come and gone, and yet again it seemed to have taken a mental and physical toll on several people Hannibal rather liked. So tonight he was cooking comfort foods and low-snobbery (but still gourmet) snacks, tea, and hot chocolate, and his bar was very well stocked.

He'd talked to the other researchers and sent messages to his friends welcoming them to join him if they wanted (except for Jono's, which had been more of a politely worded demand for his presence), but the lights in the house were on and the door was open, if anyone else felt they needed company.

Or just to sit in the corner and cry. Hannibal wouldn't judge. He might take notes, though.

There was food:
Mini grilled-cheese sandwiches (artisan cheese, home-baked bread, probably some with moddable! things like capers or veggies or ham)
Tiny meat pies
Roasted potatoes with salt and rosemary
French fries which tried for greasy and didn't quite have the heart to make it, sorry Jono!
Tiny pies of moddable fruit
Ice cream of several flavors (lavender and honey! vanilla bean! dark chocolate! moddable!)
Chocolate truffles of various moddable! flavors
Other assorted moddable, go to town! things

And drink - if it's a high-end liquor, it's here. Also home-brewed people beer and good wine, both dry and sweet.

[OOC: Open post is open! NM; just put it all here, no OCD.]

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[sharp_as_knives]

"Meaning you've been sick all weekend and missed everything?" Hannibal deduced.

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Kenzi deflated. "Meh, pretty much, until today." She held out more ice cream. "Which is why I'm here to help!"

And eat your food. She had facets, like a shiny, shiny illegal diamond.

[sharp_as_knives]

"Thank you for handing me my own food," Hannibal said dryly. "Please, mingle, eat, and drink to your heart's content. But if I hear that song again tonight, I will show you the door for good." He thought that was a fair deal.

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Somewhere, Janelle Monae is judging you. With Erykah Badu."

But okay, she liked the noms, so no playing insie-outsie with the door like a cat.

[sharp_as_knives]

Seeing as Hannibal had no idea who either of them were, he imagined he'd survive. "I'm sorry to disappoint them." He really wasn't. "But if you stay, I think your friends would appreciate it." He nodded toward Cecil and Sparkle.

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Friends trump tunes." Sad to say. "Well-played, Doc."

And Kenzi bounced off to hug people who needed it.