[As had happened years before, once again a bird and a wrecker encounter one another at the buffet table.]
[Although, well, Heather doesn't have her mask this time.]
[But the attitude's still all there.]
[She sidles up next to Ralph, a champagne glass full of something that's probably not champagne (she's not classy enough for that shit, c'mon) in one hand and a plate with some cheese and big juicy strawberries on it in the other. She's spotted him in the crowd several times since arriving (he's hard to miss) but hasn't had a chance in the chaos to actually say hi yet.]
Saturday, buffet!
[Although, well, Heather doesn't have her mask this time.]
[But the attitude's still all there.]
[She sidles up next to Ralph, a champagne glass full of something that's probably not champagne (she's not classy enough for that shit, c'mon) in one hand and a plate with some cheese and big juicy strawberries on it in the other. She's spotted him in the crowd several times since arriving (he's hard to miss) but hasn't had a chance in the chaos to actually say hi yet.]
Talk about an upgrade in venue, huh?