- I'm here but think I need to find a flapper outfit! :)

Soon, I am trying to get out of the pile of laundry at the moment and then putting the kiddo to bed

on three got some champagne from me to help get you in the mood(they are a wearable decal) Merlot..please squish the lil chibby thogh or tumm n blow a ras[pberry on them..all to soon they wont lt you at all hahahha can you come to jazzy flapper dance party off the ,main ballrom? and ie baby tooooo hahah cmon i have champagne just waiting for you..so we can have a couple before set starts

- thank you for the champagne decals!! :)

I'm there! I'm always up for champagne and dancing!

I am trying to return some dances right now. I’ll join you in a bit ;)

yehhhhh sending you some champage(are a usable decal)

I'm ready now....and feeling tipsy...... turns around the plays the piano

hiccupp thaanksou for the champagne stickies @*@

I'M gonna pass out for a bit...but I'll be back....crawls on top of the piano

oh my...I may have had a bit too much of the bubbly...I'll be under the piano if anyone needs me....

: weaseltrots with you ( it’s like the foxtrot, but cuter and saucier.

: your outfit is adorable! I love the Jazz Age.

I’ve been up on stage with this great jazz orchestra blowing my trumpet like crazy! And now my secret is out... why does Welly love my kisses? I got the chops! ( that’s jazz lingo for great lips! Hehe)

I’ll be out on the dance floor after I eat something. I’m starving! Blowin horn’s hard work! I get keyed up (pun intended) and blow through the those calories ( pun intended)! The next orchestras going to play a lot of Charleston and Lindy Hop like stuff so, pull up your stockings, tighten your garters and hike up your underthingies, this place is going to roll and you don't want your drawers flappin' in the breeze!

thanks!

: Wheeee! (spins around you doing the Charlston ) the hottest dancing', the coolest jazz, the richest champagne...this is the life! Whoooo....

whoa..... (trips over bottles)

hic

you and I kicked that Lagggg-uh-mon-hic-schtur's ass!

(stumbles into your arms)

mebe I needs to eeee-brrrappp! eeeet schuumthin'

(giggles)

Wipes drool from cheek as I climb off the piano, trying not to wake This is the bees knees! More of the bubbles anyone?? :)

well it all sounded like fun and :) but I snoozed through it all! hehe hoping I can do some dancing later to make up for it. Now need to get ready for work. See you later party peoples!!

Oh goodness that was some frenzied Charleston of I ever saw it. leads Frieda over to the food table Please eat something and drink some water :)

When I lived in San Antonio, I went to a swing dancing class and it was a lot of fun. I'm thinking when Michael is older, I'll find a swing dancing class around here and take him.

Looks like I missed and awesome party :) I slept through it yawn oh sorry... The weather is glorious today!!! Hope everyone has an awesome day!

Success! You have invited the mysterious stranger to a dance, and have 6 minutes before you can dance again. Yay for dance links in signatures!

: I bet your little froggie really has some great dance moves! You're next on my dance card!

: Thank you for rescuing me my Darling Friend! You are precious. Thank the Maker I can metabolize champagne rapidly! Mmmm...Have one of these patisseries! So creamy and yummy! And the coffee....I love coffee more than life...almost as much as I love Welly! Too bad they don't make coffee champagne.

: Hey Sleepyhead! Put on your flappiest jazziest party dress and join us! I'll teach you the Lindy Hop! Or if you want, the weasel version of the fox trop..the Weaseltrot! (har)

: Wow! That last glass of champagne hit me like a ton of bricks. I see you fell under it's spell too! Thanks to , I've got my feet under me again and I'm ready for another round of dancing!

: Hey! After I'm rested for a bit, wanna cut a rug with me? You haven't tangoed until you've tangoed with me.

: Work?? Aren't you on Holiday? I thought I was the only one who came to Atebus during Masquerade to work. Well, you have a good day at work and come back to the party when you're rested afterwords.

Hey, my loves, everything's Jake, I'm no Dumb Dora, I know my onions. Cuttin' a rug, getting ossified, showing a little thigh, schmoozing and partying is all part of my work to grease the paws of the tight-fisted industrialists and tycoons who rule over the financial engines of both Subeta and Atebus so that they can cough up the Mazuma to fund free medical care for the underprivileged on both worlds. Effective Public Relations isn't grab-ass (sorry, my mother wouldn't approve me using vernacular terminology like that, but it's appropriate to the situation) and it isn't playing loose with morality. I can't be a Mrs. Grundy and limit myself to sipping noodle juice. I gotta be a little hotsy-totsy bearcat and let them bimbos (in 20's terms, means rich or handsome persons) know that everything the bees knees. It's a very dangerous and thin line for somebody in my profession as a healer who depends on the generosity of others. But I have Weldon who's covers my six and keeps things in the berries.