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Oh god Ofelia didn't know how to be girlie but she wanted to help and make friends and so she went and got the green stuff and what was it it smelled her hands were gross oh god.

Cass ended up getting slapped on the face as Ofelia smashed it against her cheeks. It'd been accident and Ofelia looked terrified out of her mind over it, but she really didn't know what she was going oh god why did they ask her why did she want to make friends she wasn't even drunk and she was panicking and oh man oh man. Maybe since Cass was drunk she wouldn't have felt the slap and would think it was something also. Also Ofelia tried to play it off super badly and ended up doing everything in her power not to get the stuff in Cass's eyes.

"Am Ah even doin' this right oh lawdy Ah never done this stuff b'for why did ya ask me ta do it can it kill her if she eats it oh man oh man." She looked to Clarice for approval, all the while smearing whatever the hell it was all over her friend.

Sasha swung her gaze between Candace and Clarice, paying close attention to what either woman said.

"Okay, okay. Wait. Do yoooou," she pointed at Candace, giving her a bleary stare, "mean to tell ... to ... to tell meeeee," Sasha made an attempt to point at herself, "that you want to paint.. to... Candace I am not drunk okay and.. okay and you..."

She paused.

"You wore your nightie in front of the doctor?!"

Well. Well.

"I like pink best, Candace."

Rin gave a bit of a squirm at the more aggressive rubbing. It didn't hurt but it was certainly more than enough to get her attention causing her to sit up again and stare at Clarice who seemed distracted elsewhere.

"I can't help hearing but. I don't see why you can't have that sorta fun every night. You are pretty after all." She then flopped back down with an added grunt of, "Very pretty indeed!"

Cass didn't seem to mind getting slapped around a bit, almost oblivious to it in her stupor, just listening to the exchanges going on as though she was learning about the universe. Except that she wouldn't be remembering a good chunk of it, outside of the drunk texting.

"This smells like ..like.....tea..? Izzatteaaa?" She asked, not sure if it was tea or not. She wasn't normally sitting there sniffing tea, so she hadn't actually been aware of what tea smelled like. But it seemed like a good guess to her foggy head. Never the less, she still stared at Ofelia with wide eyes. Wide eyes that once had been aimed at the mancandy.

She didn't need the mancandy, after all. She had mancandy. Mancandy named Marcus. MmmMmmmmmMarcussssssss. She broke out into giggles even as the mask was applied to her face. She felt so fabulous.

"Oh. Did. Candace. Hey. Candaceeeee. Did you know. Okay, did you know that Jerry? He... is like. That guy? Would not let me clean his room."

She scowled at that memory.

"As.. as... also? Candace? Cla.. Clarice? And Rin and Syd? And everyone?" She waved a hand in the air.

"I just. I just. I love you guys. And know what else?"

Her expression turned sour.

"Harrison is such a b***h. But.. but only because he called me a b***h first."

Apparently, female trainees and hunters in a single room called for a female hurricane to hit. Saya stepped from outside the hall to back inside the room, reminding herself to tread carefully amongst the plates of cakes, pizza, soda, towels, garments and .. whatever else littered the floor. Facials, nails and everything that was all in the name of females was being done, although Saya's hands immediately closed over her eyes at the sight of a male .. in.. a thong ..

Well, there were unimaginable definitions to the word "female" as well.

Saya heard mentions of dressing up, salon-conversation and mostly, male-talk.Which Saya didn't speak, due to her lack of male company, any knowledge of most of the Deus Ex male population and .. overall knowledge of males. A sing along too. Did that mean karaoke? However, at the moment, she was looking for signs of Petra or Eva.

Clarice was right. Of course she was right. She'd...tried to do that, but perhaps she really did need him to come to her. "I'm trying. It's hard...Atropos is trying to help, too. Sort of." Though the fact that she still went to H and was still welcomed in his arms was helping. It was nice to be able to go to a man who would give her the affection she craved and demanded. "Things will work out...he doesn't completely ignore me anymore." Kind of.

Candace blinked, looking up at Sasha while gently filing her nails to an even length. "His room shouldn't need it, really. Jerry's a very clean person." She chuckled, shaking her head and looking down at what she was doing again. Candace didn't want to mess up Sasha's pretty nails. They were already fairly nice! They didn't need cleaning or anything! What a well-raised girl she was. "Yes, Sasha?"

Ah, more confessions of love. She smiled and looked up at her. "You have the biggest heart ever, Sasha. So cu--Sasha!" Candace laughed. "Such language from my little rose bud. Did he call you that? Poor thing. Harrison is my best friend you know. I guess he can be a bit of a b***h though." There was an amused smirk on her face now as she put down the file, cleaning off Sasha's nails now and softening the edges. Candace hummed cheerfully as she picked up polish and rolled it between her hands.

"No, Clarice. Harrison can be a b***h sometimes. But he's pretty awesome all the same. Have we put Harrison on a pedestal, dearest Clarice?" She teased affectionately, opening the first pink polish to lay down a base coat.

Someone suggested a sing-along and Candace pouted. "If you want me singing you've gotta put a loooooooot more booze in me, chickadees."