Gathering: New Year's Eve Gala

[concierge]

The annual Nexus New Year's Eve gala began at 8 in the evening. Too grand to be contained by the lobby or dining hall, the gardens at the front of the hotel were employed, with long strings of white lights forming a twinkling canopy from the front doors all the way to the hedge maze. The weather was temperate and calm, and the night perfectly clear.

Drinks were served at various bars set up throughout the gardens and lobby, with champagne cocktails being the specialty of the night. Wheeling through the crowd was a bartender with golden cart providing warm drinks on the go: Tom and Jerrys, rum punch, negus, and Irish coffee.

Crisply-dressed wait staff wove through the collected guests with an abundance of hors d'oeuvres for all different tastes. The Bistro remained open with a limited selection of items for those who were wanting something more substantial.

Above the front doors was hung a large, gold-rimmed clock counting down the last hours, minutes, and seconds of the current year.

Comments

[averygoodshot]

"I wouldn't dream of taking anything from you, madamoiselle." Aramis is a man of honor if nothing else.

"Though I will ask that I have a dance later in the evening?"

[havecourageandbekind]

"Oh, yes, I hope so! I hope more than one," Cinderella says. "I spent a long while making this gown and I certainly want to get good use of it, if I can." She thinks dancing the night away with a few gallant gentlemen might just be one of the most magical evenings of her whole life.

[averygoodshot]

"You made this gown," Aramis notes, standing back. "Quite good needlework." Says one who has been known to take up the needle and thread time and again. "Best to make the most of the night, then."