Happily Ever After

[Clopin]

Clopin couldn't help but crack up at Blitzwing's comment. "My mother? That comment can't possibly work against one who has no parents!" the gypsy said with a laugh, watching the robot fall onto the poor table. He then turned to the drunk fae next to him.
"You know, if Taylor wasn't suffering from that headache of hers, she'd be slapping your face right now." Clopin said, snickering.

[Puck]

"Oh, shut up," Puck said back to Clopin, snickering a little himself. "But, you're probably right. I guess I am just a liiittle too tipsy for comfort."
But so was everyone else in the room. Things seemed to be getting just a little out of hand, and Puck would have hated to be the poor sap who's job it was to clean this place up when they were through with it.
"I can't tell what's worse--the fact that someone spiked the drinks at our wedding or the fact that I'm one of the ones who drank the punch."

[Clopin]

"The latter is worse. And I would have drank the punch as well, but most of you know how I get if I drink any alcoholic beverage.
Especially you." Clopin said with a laugh. Taylor herself seemed to have recovered from her headache, and slowly lifted her head up.

"What happened?" she asked, rubbing the side of her head. The Warden was too occupied from the amusement of Grell's antics, but when she spoke, he turned to face her.
"Well, it's about time you get up, Taylor." the Warden said. "I need you and Bob to find whoever did this...and eliminate them." he said, grinning his trademark gap-toothed smile.

[Dr. Facilier]

Lexi wasn't really enjoying the fact that tiana was now screaming with laughter. Tiana said in a drunk fashion "Hey lex you gotta try this punch" Facilier pulled lexi behind him, snatched the drink and threw it. He then said "Tiana! Snap out of it girl, you're makin' a fool of yourself" But tiana just laughed and ran off. Facilier with lexi not far behind commented "Warden, mind if I come along with taylor? I'd like to find the jerk too" Lexi said "Maybe I should stay here and find tiana"

[Grell Sutcliff]

Grell was definitely enjoying himself.
Having become bored with his previous task of running around offering to pull down his dress(seeing as how everyone he asked said no), he was now sitting on top of one of the tables, twiddling with a strand of his long, red hair. A large, pointed smile covered his face, and he glanced around, searching for some form of entertainment that preferably involved either killing something or having "fun" with an attractive man. Listening to what the Warden was saying to Taylor, he smile turned even wider, and he hoped off the table as he headed off to where they were sitting. It seemed that he would be able to kill two birds with one stone.
"Need any help with that?" Grell asked flirtatiously, mentioning the idea of killing who ever had had the audacity to spike everyone's drinks.

[The Warden]

The Warden looked to both Dr. Facilier and Grell. He didn't appreciate the shinigami's flirtatious attitude, but he shrugged it off.

"My apologies to the both of you, but the position of assassins are already filled by Taylor Ruse, and Bob the Unicorn." the Warden said, narrowing his eyes at the two. Crossing his leg over the other, he turned to Taylor.

"Call Bob. You're sober enough." Taylor nodded in agreement, as the headache she had earlier wasn't bothering her anymore. She whistled, and the unicorn came, followed by his French lover. Problem was, Bob himself was also a bit tipsy. He proved it even more by crash-landing straight into the Warden, knocking the poor man over.

[Puck]

Puck stifled another laugh as Bob arrived, crashing straight into the Warden as he did so. The alcohol was proving to last just a little longer with the fae, though it seemed to be easing up with its effects.
"You alright there, Bob?" Puck raised an eyebrow at the unicorn.

[Dr. Facilier]

"Ah, alright no big-" Bob suddenly crashed into the warden and facilier just said "Deal? Oh God, bob what the hell is wrong with you!" He said as he tryed to get bob off the warden. Lexi helped as well trying to get bob off. She comented "I thought bob never crashed before" Facilier replied "Well he did and needs to get off!"

[Bob]

Bob stood up shakily, and looked over to Puck, with a familiar drunken smile. "Oh hay, y'all. Yeah, I'm...alright." he said, bouncing on his hooves excitedly. A drunk Bob plus murderous tendencies did not amount to any kind of good. Michél looked over to his drunk boyfriend.
"No, he's lying by all means. Bob is not okay." Michél said.

[Dr. Facilier]

"Yeah, we guessed that michel" Facilier stated. Lexi went to bob and made him sit down. She then said "Bob, if you're OK tell me how many fingers I'm holding up" She then held up five of her fingers from a distance

[Puck]

"Lexi, I highly doubt that he's going to know that at this point," Puck said, eying the unicorn carefully. Glancing back to Clopin, he smirked. "Well, my head seems to be clearing up, if that's any consolation."
A drunk Puck tended to be a rather...interesting thing indeed. Grell seemed to be sobering up a bit as well, though he seemed to b e reacting in a worse way than Puck. He was getting a tad bit of a headache, such as Taylor had, and Puck hoped that would turn out to be a good thing.
"Looks like his is too," Puck laughed, pointing to Grell. "Maybe he'll stop harassing people at least."

[Clopin]

"That's a good thing." Clopin said with a laugh.
Bob was just about to say another word to Clopin, before he was suddenly smacked in the face. Hard. Taylor of course, had dealt the blow, as she was now standing next to the unicorn. Michél gasped melodramatically, and glared at the girl. She gave him a "so what?" look, and turned to Clopin and Puck.
"Do you need me to slap the groom as well?" she asked Clopin. The gypsy laughed and shook his head. "No, I think he's sobered up enough. Grell might need a little smackdown, though." he said.
Bob shook his head furiously, regaining his senses.
"Oh hay y'all!" he said merrily, having recovered. Taylor then looked to Michél, and crossed her arms triumphantly.

[Puck]

Puck narrowed his eyes at Taylor, drumming his fingers on the table at her suggestion. "Thank you, Taylor. Now, if you're going to slap anyone, then please, make it Grell, as Clopin said."
Grell, however, seemed rather repulsed by the idea. "Uh, I don't think so, girl," Grell said dryly, hands on his hips. His headache appeared to have worsened. And it wasn't exactly doing "wonders" for his mood.
"Now, who could have possibly spiked the drinks? If you're going to go and kill, them you might want to make it fast. I think Veser might be getting ready to start the music."

[Clopin]

Taylor and Clopin both shook their heads. "Veser's got a set playlist....but he passed out. Look." Taylor said, pointing over at the DJ.
Veser had indeed passed out, in a pile of Goldfish crackers. Clopin raised an eyebrow at the display, and looked back to Taylor suspiciously.
"How did he get those crackers? They weren't even a part of the menu!" Clopin said. Taylor gave him a coy smile, looking from Clopin to Veser. "The only way you can get him to be the DJ is to offer him Goldfish. So that's what I did." she admitted sheepishly. The gypsy king rolled his eyes, looking over to Puck.
"There's only one person I know of who could have obtained such vodka."

[Puck]

"Ah, I see," Puck said, glancing over at Veser. That's right, he remembered being told that at some time down, perhaps the punch had clouded his memory.
Puck assumed that the one they were talking about that had supplied the vodka must have been Gilbert, who had smelled strongly of alcohol when they were marching down the aisle before.