edge_of_forever | HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ERIK

Lwaxana had elected to leave all the additional furniture in the Taj Mahal room after the unveiling party, so the setup tonight was comparatively simple. By nine o'clock Friday night, she was standing back, admiring the effects of the orange and green paper lanterns she'd found. In the spirit of Erik's decade, she was wearing a long sleeved tunic-length dress in a purple and ivory paisley, over matching purple leggings and black mid-calf boots. Her wig was loose and long in the back, flowing from a bouffant wrapped in an ivory scarf. All in all, she had found the effect rather reminiscent of old Starfleet uniform style, but Earth was strange like that.

The table was laid with an assortment of mid-twentieth century foods, including a number of things that Lwaxana was almost 100% certain were not from Earth, as well as something the computer had identified as "Ambrosia." The centerpiece was a three-tiered display of sugar cookies all iced with purple and red, cut to resemble small helmets. Crowning that was an oddly-shaped cake, the only cake the computer would produce, and it had done so over and over again until she had given up and taken one: sides iced in white, topped with red and edged with black, cut to the telltale curve of a u-shaped magnet. Apparently the Proserpina had a sense of humor today, further evidenced by a number of alcohols that were not gin and one set of a Gin Rummy game.

Here will follow two top-level comments: the first, an initial Everybody Except Erik Arrives post! Tag there to mingle, comment on the slapdash '60s mod theme, poke holes in the Magnet Cake, and pat yourselves on the back for your part in the party planning! The second, an Erik Finally Arrives SURPRISE post, for all your hilarity needs.

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Abed is dressed in a very peculiar manner for anyone used to his geeky tee-shirts. The tweed jacket is grey, and the tweed trousers are a darker shade, with a simple shirt and charcoal tie to complete the look. It looks nerdy more than his usual geeky, and it's very clear to anyone looking at him that he's playing a part. He's quietly flirtatious with women (and, some would say, men too), and he looks normal, and even charming. And, of course, he is speaking with an English accent, and using all sorts of sixties slang, but otherwise sounds like a perfectly adjusted member of society, albeit one that probably loves grad students.

The slang phrase he uses right then, as he looks around the room with a small smile, is a single word. "Groovy."