[Sodium_noir] Hell is Other People

[Bill]

John, Jack

[John]
John chuckled as the two women went off.  He glanced
at Jack for a moment.  "I need a drink.  Care to show
me where you got yours?"

[Jack]
“Sure...well, I got all of mine from the guys walking
around with the trays. They certainly don’t seem to
mind how many you take. But...”  Jack looks at their
current proximity to the ladies’ loo and wrinkles up
his nose. “...somehow I don’t think they’ll be
wandering over here anytime soon.”

He stands up, with some difficulty, and tries to
regain his balance.  “Okay. I think there are a couple
of bars in that direction.” Jack points to the main
ballroom, where most of the party-goers are still
gathered.  

“Oh, I don’t know who you are. I’m Jack Emerson.
Pleased to meet you.”  He thrusts out his hand.

[John]

John took Jack's hand.  His firm was firm and confident.  "John Black,  Occult Antiquarian.  It's a pleasure to meet you."

He fell in line with Jack as the two casually  moved to join the party goers.  John moved as if he belonged in this crowd, rather than a party crasher who'd snuck in with a drunk friend.  "So tell me, what brings a man to a fancy party such as this to get drunk?"

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