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The eating area was truly lovely, though just a touch over-packed as the family filtered in for the very sizable get-together. And while most people would consider that an entire success for a party, Revenant was more keen on more quiet conversations. He wouldn't, of course, leave the main party without greeting his elegant grandmother Scent Puff first. The dance floor, however, was only spared as much attention as to not appear discourteous before he quickly moved on from the, ah, boisterous activities.

The drawing room, while lacking his preferred air of darkness, was much more pleasant for him. A soft smile was spared to his lovely half-aunt Jasmine, Revenant graciously taking a cup of tea to a cozy chair for him to curl up on and read quietly at until more of his book-minded family members arrived.

Shrill X was already tipsy. She’d arrived early to help her father set up his DJ stand; however her idea of helping exclusively involved sitting nearby, waving her hoof, screeching directions and raiding the bar. She’d had two vodka raspberries, some lime green drink that made her throat tickle and a shot of whisky and as the family began to congregate, it eventually occurred to her through the pleasant haze that she totally didn’t know where her sister was, which sucked because Singsong totally needed to be here with her so they could dance and do fun things.

So that was how she ended up in the drawing room. She swaggered in, checked out the occupants and said in her very loud party voice, "hey, you know there are actually fun parts of the house, right? What is this, the boring mcboring room? Jeez." Never mind that this was probably where Singsong would also prefer (which was why Shrill had bothered stepping through the door) but apples and oranges, right?

"Revenant, are you just going to stay in here all night? No, you’re not. You have to dance with me later. Don’t even bother arguing." She walked over and eyed the ghostly stallion on his chair, as if debating trying to squish herself in beside him.

Then her attention shifted to the vaguely familiar red guy and she chose to sit on the coffee table instead, shoving some books off it in the process. "Either of you seen Singsong around? Hey, do I know you? I think I know you. Yeah, I totally do. Was it in a club? No, wait? You were some grumpy little colt or something. Ever heard of shaving? That is not a good look."

"I’m not drunk," she declared with a wild wave of her hoof that nearly sent her tumbling sideways off the table. "And this is a family event, sir, and family events require a good deal of liquor to make them bearable. Most of them are such a big snore." Her eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Speaking of which, we are totally not related. I would know if I was related to you. So who are you dating?"

Shrill X whipped her head around to look at Revenant and then whipped it back towards Hard Truths, mouth doing a big ‘O’ and her eyes full of revelation.

"Oh, oh gross. Really? Really? This is your type, Revy? Damn. We gotta talk about this. I guess you’re pretty girly though, so you’d want someone manlier to match you. Eh, whatever. I’d seriously get him to ditch the hair though. Rashes are a real b***h."

Oh dear, this was spiraling wildly out of control. Revenant hadn't gotten a word in inch-wise- really his own fault for delaying, but Shrill X did deserve some of the blame. Not too much. Revenant wouldn't ever fault her for being, ah... lively. The stallion took a breath and held up a hoof to each of the newcomers, silently begging them to stop a moment.

Revenant smiled first at the red unicorn, "Yes, Lemure is my dear sister. We both inherited our ghostly traits from one of our mothers, End of an Era." His head turned back towards Shrill, "No, I have not seen Singsong, but I would be delighted to tonight." His brow pinched, expression becoming much more stern, "The gentlestallion's facial hair is perfectly all right, don't pick on phonies."

Blue eyes darted back towards Hard Truths to explain: "Don't mind her, she has a habit of selecting something about someone she just meets and setting in on them about it. It's sort of a... right of passage, with her. Just ignore her and it'll stop."

And finally, with a deep breath, Revenant turned back towards Shrill X to take a little gamble. The mare would probably not leave the poor red stallion alone if he didn't do something, "Yes, he is here as my guest. No need to call in Prowl and have him escorted from the premises. We were about to enjoy a very relaxing evening. Would you care to join us for tea and quiet? Because there's sort of library rules in here. Quiet. And without dancing. And really no fun at all, I'm sure you'd enjoy it immensely."

Bell froze as the unicorn stallion addressed her and started to back under the serving table. "Stupid, you shouldn't have said anything, now the adults will kick you out and you'll have to go back out THERE" she scolded herself silently.

"No..not loud.." she squeeked softly. "I just uhm..was surprised by her.." she flicked her eyes over to Shrill. She had to smile at his admission, because from her very brief glance around as she had fled to the room, maybe half of phonyland was in attendance in one way or the other, so she could see how he would have thought of it as a block party. She slowly crept out, as it seemed like the stallion wasn't going to demand she leave and play with other foals. She reached for her tea, thought a second, and offered the cup to the adult. "S..some tea..?"

Jasmine was glad to see her half nephew come in and enjoy himself, at least until her half niece showed up clearly having been enjoying herself in her father's section of the gathering. She had to admit she was surprised to see Hard Truths here, as far as she knew he wasn't a family member or dating anyone. Though she gave a soft smile to Rev as he defended her fellow red phony and somewhat invited him to stay for the festivities. She could already see her mother poking her nose into that later.

Jasmine kept her calm through out the ordeal, letting Rev handle the situation as she helped Belldandy choose a tea. Afterwards she made a nice pot of coffee to offer as well as tea. Later she might have some sherry or brandy for those with far more refined tastes....who could hold their liqueur.

The mare smiled at Hard as he spoke so nicely to the gentle, timid Bell. He could be nice when he wanted, knowing from experience he could be a perfect gentlestallion when the situation called for it. At his mention of Bell perhaps being a bit naughty she finally made a sound, her gentle tinkle of a laugh, "Oh I doubt my great-niece is capable of such things. Though it seems my niece Shrill has been quite a bad girl as of late." She smiled at Hard, "Shrill and Revenant are my niece and nephew from my mother's other set of children."

"I’m not picking on him" Shrill X whined loudly. "He can handle it no problem." She was pouting, cheeks puffed out. "And don’t ruin my fun. Ugh." Despite her protests, Revenant had efficiently let the wind out of her sails and she backed off, giving a big sigh and flopped over sideways on the table.

"We did all that?" Shrill X was giving Hard Truths a dubious look, as if he’d just made up their past together. "I don’t remember- oh wait, yes I do. I was not about to fall to my death, I-hey, don’t walk away! What an a-hole. I know you’re talking about me over there!"

Normally Revenant’s suggestion of 'tea and quiet' would have been scoffed at immediately, but her head was starting to spin a bit, so Shrill X closed her eyes and was blessedly silent for a good few minutes.

Not that it lasted long.

"Would it be weird," she started to ask in a normal voice which was still loud enough for the entire room to hear, "to have a threesome if one of them is your cousin?" There was a brief silence. "Hypothetically speaking of course. And can somebody go get me bucket, I think I’m going throw up. No… wait… I’m good."