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Interactions: Claire Dupont [@berlin] and Xavius Woodson[@QueenNugget][/I][/center]
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Nick had stationed himself at the grill, focusing on getting it set up. Watching all the people filter in with some sort of alcohol or party food in their hand made him wish he had something to offer. Nick's fridge, however, was purposefully barren of alcohol. He simply didn't have any use for it. He'd have to earn his keep by cooking for everyone, and he was completely confident in his ability to put out good food. The man could cook like no one's business.

The sound of another person's voice addressing him made him jump a little. Being around all these strangers was making Nick more than a little nervous, to say the least. Nevertheless, he forced an easy and amicable smile on his face.[color=#98b8a3] "Nikola Blackwell, but while we're all on nick name basis, Nick, please."[/color] He stuck his hand out for the others to shake.

[color=#98b8a3]"You're not alone in that boat, Xavi. All I've got to offer is my barbecue skills, which, not to pat myself on the back, are far from lacking. As far as my day goes, it was... definitely eventful. Not sure it's something I'd want to repeat."[/color]

Already, Nick was wondering if he was being too friendly. Did they think him odd? Was it obvious he didn't feel as confident as his voice sounded? Xavi, however, snapped him from his thoughts before he started to spiral into overthinking. [color=DEB783]"To a better night, yes?"[/color]

He grabbed a lone beer hanging by the grill and knocked the cap off on corner of a railing. Nick had the uncanny ability to open a bottle on nearly anything around him. He raised the bottle to Xavi and Ellie, the smile coming easier this time. [color=#98b8a3]"To a better night."[/color] He confirmed.