[h2][center][color=aba000]KRISS MAUSER[/color][/center][/h2]
[center][i]LOCATION: CITY HALL[/i][/center]
[center][i]TIME: 6 PM[/i][/center]

The trio had met at Snap's Camaro as the race concluded. Snap had been eager to pose nearby and talk cars with anyone passing by. They had decided to split up and meet back at the squad. Kriss had taken the opportunity to go and get a quick meal and refuel the ambulance. He had returned to his spot on the couch in the lounge long before Snap arrived with Allison in tow.

"So did you have fun?" the CO had asked. Allison had smiled and nodded. Kriss had done neither. 

"Alright, well the gala is next. It's a formal occasion, so please dress nice."

[color=aba000]"Is a squad uniform acceptable evening wear?"[/color] Kriss had asked dryly.

"If you have a suit, wear it. If not, fine. Allison, do you have evening wear at home?"

[color=9e0039]"Yep!"[/color] 

"You're dismissed, then. Go get changed and meet us at the city hall. I'm going to go home too. Kriss, meet us there around 6."

Kriss was a punctual individual. He was at the gala, with the ambulance, in his cleanest set uniform (pressed polo, pressed black dress pants, black leather shoes), along with his SCVRS badge, which was now pinned to the front of his shirt. He never wore it, but hopefully it would satisfy Snap, since he didn't have a suit. Well, technically, he did. Unfortunately, it was at his parents' home, and he wasn't going to drop in just to pick it up. He had parked along the edge of the road and was seated at the nearest table to the door, patiently awaiting for Snap to arrive so he could avoid interacting with the crowd, which was rapidly growing. He felt his phone buzz a single time in his pocket. He slid it out of his pocket and glanced at the tiny front screen.

[New Message!]

Kriss flipped the phone open and selected the message. It was from Snap.

[i]Kriss. Can't make it tonight. Just you and Allison. Keep an eye on things. -Snap[/i]

He gritted his teeth. Snap had set him up. She really was going the extra mile to make Kriss interact with society. Apparently she was not above ditching him at a party. Irritated, he closed the phone and stuffed it back in his pocket, glancing vaguely in the direction of the main entrance. What exactly what she expecting him to do? Talk to people? Already uneasy, he folded his hands on the table and sighed. This was going to be a long night.

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[h2][center][i][color=9e0039]Allison Hawthorne[/color][/i][/center][/h2]
[center][i]Location: Apartment[/i][/center]
[center][i]Time: Sunday, 4 PM[/i][/center]

[color=9e0039]"Mom, I'm home!"[/color] Allison called, opening the front door and tossing her keys onto a nearby hook. She was greeted by a grey cat, who purred briefly and brushed her leg. She scooped him up and headed for her room, passing through the rest of the flat on the way. No one was home. She scowled, rubbing the cat's head and checking the fridge for information. A handwritten note has been attached to the door with a magnet. Apparently her mother was working tonight. Initially she had been a stay-at-home mom who wanted to focus on caring for her daughter, but the rent had increased and Allison was responsible enough to take care of herself now, so she had taken on a part-time job. Her stepdad was off work, but he had been invited to a get-together race day celebration by an old friend. It was a "guy's night," but he had extended the invitation to Allison anyway. She had declined.

[color=9e0039]"Oooooh, it's so quiet, isn't it?"[/color] she asked the cat in a sing-song voice. [color=9e0039]"Poor baby, all alone at home. And I'm going out to a party, so you're gonna be alone again. Don't worry, mommy will be home in a little while."[/color]

She dropped the cat onto her bed and stretched her back with a grunt.

[color=9e0039]"Ugh, Snap needs to get a new front seat for that car,"[/color] she said out loud to no one. [color=9e0039]"Alright, I better get a shower. Wait, I already got a showed earlier. Do I need another one? That race track was pretty grimy and I-"[/color] she lifted the bottom of her shirt and sniffed it. [color=9e0039]"I smell like an exhaust pipe. Or maybe it's just the shirt. But if I shower now, and something happens at the party, I'm gonna have to take a third one when I get home, UGGHHHH."[/color] 

She groaned, tilting her head back and staring at the ceiling dramatically. The cat cocked its head and meowed at her. She twisted her head in return and frowned.

[color=9e0039]"Yeah, but my dress clothes are all clean and I don't want to make them smell bad if I smell bad. Alright, hang on."[/color]

An hour and a half passed as Allison constructed an outfit. It turned out that it was (mostly) just the shirt, so she decided to wait until returning home to shower again. Fortunately, her evening wear selection was limited. After a long discussion with the cat, she decided on a [url=http://c.shld.net/rpx/i/s/i/spin/10134044/prod_2321201612?hei=660&wid=660&op_sharpen=1]floral midi dress[/url], complete with white two-inch heels and a thin silver bracelet. Satisfied, she grabbed her purse and posed dramatically in front of her bedroom mirror.

[color=9e0039]"What do you think?"[/color] she said, spinning around and placing her hands on her hips with a wide smile. The cat blinked slowly at her, then stretched and jumped off the bed. She giggled and ruffled the fur on his head.

[color=9e0039]"Thanks so much! Are you gonna be okay by yourself?"[/color] she asked, applying just enough perfume to mask the hint of smoke that still clung to her. The cat meowed and gave her a dirty look. She was using the sing-song voice again and it irritated him. Allison picked him up and cuddled him for a moment, then returned him to the floor.

[color=9e0039]"Wish me luck!"[/color] she called, grabbing the keys and heading out. The cat watched the door close, then turned to look at the purse Allison had left on the floor nearby. If anyone needed luck, it was her.