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When Mimsy turned back to look at Lucky, he gave Lucky a knowing look and threw his hand over his head, silently mimicking the phrase 'Whoosh'. Then he lost her, as she turned and used Lucky as a seat. This, of course, left him with no dance partner, which was devastating. He considered finding a new dance partner, but had a better idea in mind.

"Hey, not true! You can totally dance in a wheelchair, trust me. I've done it!" He turned around and sat down on Lucky's other knee (God help him) to give him a crash course in how to move your wheelchair in a way that could be considered dancing.

"If only Lance was here, we'd have a partner! He knows how to jive in one of these things."

The moment that Edgar opened his mouth to deny the request, the goblet was removed from his hand. A very unmasculine sound escaped that open mouth, and he stood on his tippy-toes to try to retrieve the 'priceless' object, only to repeatedly fail.

"Nay, but thou may make use of my royal cup if thy wilst retrieve it!" he whined, bouncing on his toes.

America Thriller'd away from Edgar, goblet in hand.

"That's what I said, Chianken," he reminded Ian, sticking his tongue out at him. It would never be enough, but it was good for one night's reprieve.

He knew imbibing wasn’t a good idea. It was never a good idea to be anything less than a hundred and ten percent alert on Deus. Shiloh also knew he had only one thing in mind when he’d caught wind of the party, and that was doing exactly what he knew he shouldn’t do.

Thankfully, they’d yet to leave the vicinity of the drink table, and shook his head at Ian before topping up his drink, and then picking up the bottle to do the same for Ian’s. Apparently he was in a sharing mood.

“Well, I do know you,” Shiloh countered, thankfully distracted by sloshing some more booze into a cup for Maebe, before he blurted out just exactly how. The ridiculously silly smile stuck to his face as he poured however, was telling. Sober Shiloh had inhibitions, but inebriated Shiloh was reckless. Entertaining, but reckless.

“Maebe, you look the same as always, that’s not a costume,” he said, handing her the cup.

He then proceeded to do a little turn in his own towel turned costume, laughing and striking a pose.

“This is a costume, Maebs, I’m a duck, and look, Ian’s a skeleton,” he grinned, before very casually bumping back into the Mist Hunter. “So what are you then?”

Someone was addressing Ian, and Shiloh attention wavered, easily distracted at the moment he spotted Fini and gave her a wave.

“Hi! Hi, hi, hi,” he called to her.

"Promise." She tapped her cup to his and took another sip, having forgotten how nice the warmth blooming inside felt. "Mine's 177, so not too far. Look for the door with a poem taped on it~ I change it up every once in a while."

Stormy's foot started to tap to the beat, her head bobbing a little. "Loads all right," she muttered, glancing at one green-haired giant dancing (grinding?) against Chel. "Any luck with your projects?"

The aftertaste was starting to sour her mouth--which clearly could only be remedied by another swig. "Staying out've trouble's a good past time," she said with a chuckle. "Hey but, uh, could I ask you something? The alternate power sources thing . . . That's mostly Life stuff. Is that what you want to specialize in?"

Finn could totally overhear the conversation between Mimsy and Robert (and Lucky too, though at the moment it was impossible to see the man with two people now sitting on his lap). Casting a glance that way, with hand still in Fini's, he shouted out towards the giant man.

"Ask her to do the science dance with you! Science Bitches Princess's love the science dance." As he finished his sentence, he cast Mimsy a wink and a grin, because she knew what he was talking about, having had a demonstration of it from him before.

To Ian, he could only bark out a laugh. "Finally, somebody who see's me for my true nature. I thought I might be losing my edge." He was speaking, of course, of the fact that Ian just called him an a*****e, which was preferable to Sweetheart and Darling and any other number of pet names he'd been given since coming to the island, all of which were suitable for him to call other people, of course, but not for other people to call him.

Shiloh seemed to be well on his way to drunkeness, or perhaps as already there, as he enthusiastically waved in he and Fini's direction, to say hi to Fini of course but which also earned the pink haired man Finn's attention as well, who would have offered him a wave if he'd had a second hand to do it with, but at the moment that one was still contained in it's cast prison. Instead, he got a cheerful shout. "Slow down, Pinkie, before you slip into something even more comfortable." Because obviously a ducky towel was super comfortable, but in any case, Finn let that comment stretch out a bit, letting insinuations of what he might be alluding to fill their heads before continuing on. "Like a ******** coma."

Okay, terrible joke, but Finn laughed at his own cleverness anyways before turning his attention back to the incredibly attractive woman who was now leaning into him, his arm slid around her and his hand wandering rather low to perhaps grab a squeeze while she was distracted with the drink table, though shortly afterwards he was presented with a drink held up towards him.

He eyed it's contents a little suspiciously, before ducking down to give her a firm and rather thorough kiss instead. Anybody have a problem with public displays of affection? Finn said ******** em. Pulling away with a smirk, he licked his lips.

"Not bad." He was completely ignoring the drink that had been offered to him, for now, head tilting as the music changed to something of a favorite among most people, and Finn was not the exception. Moving away from her, he made a grab for her hand again to pull her out on the dance floor...area...whatever... with him, seemingly in much higher spirits then he had been in days previous, obviously feeling a bit better from his time on the Sahara.

And then he danced, and as could be expected from such a fantastic guy, he was ******** spectacular at it.