[center][h1][color=82ca9d]Claire McManus[/color] [color=a187be]Natasha Brinne[/color][/h1][IMG]http://i.perezhilton.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/01/americanpie.gif[/IMG] [b]Location:[/b] The Party [b]Interacting With:[/b] [@HushedWhispers] [@Denny] [@Universorum] [@Raxacoricofallapatorius] [/center][hr][hr] Tas rolled her eyes as Claire belched, typical Claire, no manners but hey the girl was fun; when she wasn't teasing her that is. Claire looked over at Nat and gave a cheeky grin. [color=82ca9d]"EEEEXXXXCCCCUUUSSSSEEEE MEEEEEEEEEE MOMMMMYYYYY,"[/color] Claire burped loudly. As Benji came in Claire smiled and darted over to him, beer in hand; her oversized shoes sliding along the floor till she came to a rough stop right in front of him. Her fiery frizzy wig trying to work its way free from under the top hat. Giggling she gave him a hug, spinning around slightly; the tails of her horrid green tux flying out. [color=82ca9d]"Benj!! My Mac'shizzle! The party can indeed begin,"[/color] she laughed before she let go of him. [color=a187be]"Hey Benji,"[/color] Tas said as she smiled over to him, raising her glass a bit before taking another sip. Normally she would have gotten up, bit the heels were driving her insane. She figured she could mingle in a bit and for the time just let Claire spin people around. When Connor came in Claire shrugged before turning back to Benji, taking her top hat off and placing it on his head; giving it a bit of a pop to push it down. [color=82ca9d]"There be me lucky charm,"[/color] she said in a thick Irish accent. Tas smiled as she saw Connor enter, rising from her place and heading over to him. She gave him a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek. [color=a187be]"Hey hun, sorry about this morning. But like I said I figured you'd rather hug me like this than still wearing the left overs of last night's shift,"[/color] Tas said with a smirk on her lips. [color=a187be]"Hello Belle," [/color] Tas added with a semi-courteous nod. When Sam entered Tas's head turned and she smiled brightly towards him. She felt bad about having to eat and run earlier but sadly it was probably something he was pretty used to by now with her. Most of their late night meals were sitting on the curb outside the Er, her inhaling what he brought her, an ambulance pulling up, and her having to run off. She walked over to him, resting her hand on his shoulder and nodded in approval. His family always outdid themselves when it came to food, they had a gift for the art; Sam more than any of them as far as she was concerned. [color=a187be]"Hey there, looks like your mom went all out,"[/color] Tas said warmly, a tone she usually only reserved for Sam. Slipping her arm around him she hugged him lightly before stepping back. [color=a187be]"You look great,"[/color] she added as she looked him over.