riverviewlogs | It's a party, ya'll

who: Everyone's invited!
what: That potluck he mentioned
when: Saturday afternoon
where: The park
warnings: None so far!

[True to form, Remy pulled out all the stops for this particular potluck. He has it on good authority that Rogue's bringing cornbread, but he's got what seems to be a wireless two-burner setup that he's brought along to the park, one of which is dominated by a very large pot of fragrant and spicy gumbo, and the other by a very large pot of cooked white rice, on warm. There's a small table with plastic-seeming (but totally biodegradable) bowls and utensils, two large coolers (because people might be bringing drinks), two big folding tables (for all the things that might be brought) and a big expanse of the park to cop a squat in and have some good grub, place some outdoors-y things, and have some fun! The park as a grill too, if someone wants to fire it up!]

(OOC: Feel free to post your own starters and have a ball! This is meant to be fun, after all. If you want Remy specifically, let me know! He'll be wandering around.)

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[Alex is at the other end of the Canada speaking North America, being as she's from Canada, but french does sound more than a little bit like home and she grins even more for it, but does manage to avoid slipping into it herself.

But she gestures to her wrist where her phone is.]

Yep! We're good for the park though. We got it on the first day! It's the best place to run, really.

But yeah. [Alex is pretty glowing.] Really good day.

[Laughing, because when someone's that happy it's hard not to laugh along with them, Remy places a hand playfully on his chest.]

Alex, I didn't know ya cared so much ta me see, chere. Yo' gonna make me blush.

[That makes Alex laugh again, and she's beaming from ear to ear, before she just shrugs.]

Well, what can I say, I do love me some good gumbo!

If yo' lookin' to butter me up for somethin', you're startin' on the right foot, mon cher. You can keep 'em comin'.

[That makes Alex laugh, she can't help it.]

I suppose I could keep going, but you threw this awesome party, so I really don't need to butter you up anymore.

It really was a great idea, though.

Sometimes I get those.

[He nods, still smiling.]

So, what's with the smile, eh? I know it's a pretty day, but you look like Santa just gave you all you asked for for Christmas.

[Alex just laughs softly and after a second she looks over to Richard who still looks like he'd rather be at the dentist than a party because of course he does. She feels the slightest bit bad about it, but not bad enough to shorten the hour time frame she'd given him.]

I guess you could say that. I got some sleep and my friend and partner from back home showed up finally. Definitely something to thank Santa for.

[Along with all those answers she'd sought without realizing it.]

Partner, eh?

[He follows her gaze as she looks over to Richard, raising an eyebrow in the process. "Partner". That's how he supposed he'd describe Rogue, too, and a friend, even though they'd been more and he hoped one day, they could be more again. If the girl ever got over herself.]

An' just friend? [He chuckles slightly at that.]

Or somethin' else?

[For a minute, Alex just laughs, and her cheeks color a little bit of pink. It's funny, the question about hers and Strand's relationship is one that she fields fairly often, and she normally just brushes it off as being friends and that was easy. 'We're just good friends' and let fans do what they want with it. But now there's an entirely different barrier than the one that they should simply have a professional relationship.

So, she leans in and confides softly:]

He hates the term boyfriend, but that's what he is. We're in a relationship.

[He chuckles, as much at the conspiratorial nature of her admission as to the situation. He knew the feeling and he sympathized with the girl.]

Thought that's what that smile was all about. [He grins.] Well, glad you got him around. Maybe I should introduce myself.

Honestly? Me too! [Alex just sounds happy and relieved. She looks around for a minute before she adds softly:]

I honestly just thought that it was all unrequited, but... [But they were here together and Alex felt the happiest that she'd felt in a long time. After a second she laughs and warns him:]

He can be kind of an ass sometimes, but I love him anyway.

I know the feelin'. [His feelings were mixed as times about Rogue being around, too. Not that he wasn't always excited to see her...but that was actually part of it. He could never quite move on if moving on was in the cards because she always had a knack for being around but refusing to field questions about them.]

Well, I think I can handle it. [He chuckles.] I've dealt with some hard-asses in my day, cher. You got any pointers?

[That made Alex smile sadly at him. As far as she was concerned, there was only a few things worse than having that realization and not being able to end up getting any closure for it one way or another. Her hand touches his arm and gives it a little squeeze of support before she focuses on the question at hand.]

Honestly the best advice that I can give you is not to take what he says personally. He just kind of is how he is.

[that gets a slightly sarcastic chuckle from the Cajun, but he smiles nonetheless, appreciative of the comfort, even if it isn't necessarily required.]

cher, if I took ta heart every negative thing anybody ever said to me, I'd be flat out of feelin's.

[Alex laughs at that, and she just shrugs quickly.]

Well, don't do that, you're too perfect as you are! But yeah, Strand's a special case.

[That may be a slight understatement.]

[He grins broadly at that.]

Perfect, eh? Now yo' jus' tryin' to butter me up.

[But fair enough, he crosses his arms, looking at her curiously.]

An' what makes Strand a special case, 'sides the obvious of course?

Would I do that?

[The question was asked with a little grin, because it's Alex and she definitely would, but she's not here to do that in this case. She doesn't need to, they're already friends in her mind.]

Um, it's sort of a long story that he'd kinda hate for me to tell, actually. But he really is, and definitely worth all of the thorns he's got.

[A beat, and she looked down before she added:]

But for the love of god do not tell him that I'd said that, I'd never hear the end of it.

[Remy's laughs, because he knows that tone. He'd gone one of his own, after all.]

Now dat's true love an' no mistake, but don't you worry, cher. Yo' secret's safe with me.

[Alex busts out into laughter once more, and her cheeks go a little bit pink for it, and she just nods.]

Well, I hope so, because I love him and he loves me. I just try to smooth things out when I can. He's too pretty for a black eye, really.

It's a party, ya'll

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