//You know,// Jono said, thoughtfully looking over the food Hannibal had prepared (and still was preparing) for the party they were throwing today, //I think it's possible that there's something here for everyone on the island?//
Literally. Jono suspected that everybody on the island could show up, each make off with the entirety of one of the dishes, and there would still be leftovers after the party.
"I should hope so." Hannibal put the finishing touches on the last few plates he'd have to bring out to the grill. "I don't want anybody saying they left hungry from a party of mine." Or theirs. Whichever. "How is the music coming along?"
//There is definitely music,// Jono reported. //It's… leaning heavily into swing territory. First thing that came to mind when trying to come up with something that everybody could enjoy.//
"Not a bad thing," Hannibal said, smiling. "Although we might have to indulge in a bit of dancing later."
//Heaven forbid,// Jono teased, winking as he thumbed through his playlist one more time. //We'll see if we can get you away from that grill long enough to manage it, hm?//
Hannibal gave him a look of fond reproof. "I would never be so long cooking that I didn't enjoy my own party." He nodded at the food. "Once this is done, I'll only be turning things on here and there, and perhaps manning the bar."
//Well, then I suppose I ought to go put the shrimp out to coax the flamingos off the lawn,// Jono decided. //It's almost that time, anyway.//
"If you can keep them to the side," Hannibal suggested, "they'll be out of the way of anyone coming up from the front as well. Hopefully once everybody is back here, they won't be disturbing them."
How well would that work out? Only time would tell.
[OOC: Open post! Come to the party!]
Literally. Jono suspected that everybody on the island could show up, each make off with the entirety of one of the dishes, and there would still be leftovers after the party.
"I should hope so." Hannibal put the finishing touches on the last few plates he'd have to bring out to the grill. "I don't want anybody saying they left hungry from a party of mine." Or theirs. Whichever. "How is the music coming along?"
//There is definitely music,// Jono reported. //It's… leaning heavily into swing territory. First thing that came to mind when trying to come up with something that everybody could enjoy.//
"Not a bad thing," Hannibal said, smiling. "Although we might have to indulge in a bit of dancing later."
//Heaven forbid,// Jono teased, winking as he thumbed through his playlist one more time. //We'll see if we can get you away from that grill long enough to manage it, hm?//
Hannibal gave him a look of fond reproof. "I would never be so long cooking that I didn't enjoy my own party." He nodded at the food. "Once this is done, I'll only be turning things on here and there, and perhaps manning the bar."
//Well, then I suppose I ought to go put the shrimp out to coax the flamingos off the lawn,// Jono decided. //It's almost that time, anyway.//
"If you can keep them to the side," Hannibal suggested, "they'll be out of the way of anyone coming up from the front as well. Hopefully once everybody is back here, they won't be disturbing them."
How well would that work out? Only time would tell.
[OOC: Open post! Come to the party!]
Have fun!
Date: 2015-08-15 03:27 pm (UTC)There are also water balloons. Hannibal certainly didn't plan them, and Jono swears he didn't, either. Hannibal chooses to blame the island.
Re: Have fun!
Date: 2015-08-15 04:07 pm (UTC)... And if any water balloons happened to go flying at the back of anybody's heads through the course of the day, well, Jono certainly wouldn't know anything about that.
Honest.
Re: Have fun!
Date: 2015-08-15 04:32 pm (UTC)Hannibal was just making that perfectly clear.
Re: Have fun!
Date: 2015-08-15 04:52 pm (UTC)... Both Hannibal and the food.
Funny that.