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harlowe’s glad to see some lightheartedness at this party . from the moment they stepped in , it seemed like everyone was walking on eggshells and using this party as a distraction from the latest vigilante news . just like how the masked killer called out the group’s mannerisms . “ glad to know that you’re one of the few i can count on to agree that an old fashioned isn’t pretentious , ” laughter expels past the musician’s lips . “ a spicy margarita , i hope ? that would DEFINITELY get mr. flavortown’s approval . ”
when bash sees harlowe smile, he's pleased with himself. if he even made one person smile with his silly goofy costume, mission accomplished. that was his entire thought process when picking out a costume. not if he'd look hot but if he'd make people smile. he smiles back at them and replies, "it doesn't sound pretentious to me at all." he picks up his drink and adds, "i'm having a margarita. i think mr. flavortown would approve."
despite what the media has dubbed their ‘ resting bitch face ’ , lips can’t help but quirk up into an amused grin when they spot bash’s costume for the night . harlowe casually strolls over , drink in hand before stopping in front of the other . “ it’s a little pretentious but it’s an old fashioned , ” answers with a small shrug of their shoulders . “ but i guess it’s less pretentious than being that person who just orders whiskey on the rocks , ” they jest . nods towards him . “ what are you having ? something worthy of mr. flavortown himself ? ”
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bash was glad to have some sort of distraction from the menacing letter that they had all recently got. a halloween party was the perfect thing to get it off everyone's mind. he was also hoping that people would understand his costume. it was a little on the goofier side of things but that's just who bash was. he loved a little goofy costume and a bad dad joke as much as anyone. so it made sense that he was dressed as mr. flavortown himself, guy fieri. when he saw a familiar face at the bar, he waved them over. "what are you drinking tonight?" he asked, over the loud music.