Oh this is ladies night and the feelings right! [Brooklyn, Julia, Etain, Tegan]

Ladies night. A night of drinking, dancing, loads of estrogen and the type of partying Celeste had not been able to do for a while. She could barely hold in her excitement as she put the final touches on her girls night look. Just as her wand enchanted her lips into a vibrant pink gloss, Evelyn sprang into the room and onto her mothers back. Blonde curls covered Celeste's face as the little girl began to beg and plead for her mother to take her with her. "Cherie, mama is going to be doing adult things that you're a little to young to be a part of still." Plucking the girl from her back to her lap she cradled her and covered her face in kisses. "But mama...you're going to get to see auntie Etain and auntie Brook and and maybe auntie Tegan and it isn't fair."

She plopped the little girl onto the ground and stood up smiling down at her. "I promise they'll come visit you soon, but tonight we've got to spend some time alone. Besides you'll have loads of fun with Uncle Murphy.  He promised me he'd let you play Threstal as much as you want with him. And..." she leaned in close whispering to the little girl. "I hear he loves tea parties." With those words the little girls smile shined like the brightest diamond. In seconds she was running to the living room to greet her uncle. This was Celeste's chance so with one last perk of her hair she apparated out.

The first to arrive at Aces and Six she made her way into the glitzy bar with a particularly joyous skip in her step. Tonight she could let go of her worries and get down with her friends. Something she hadn't done in the longest time. She floated cheerfully towards the bar, leaning against it's ebony marble and motioning to the bartender. "Raoul love! Is the back room ready for us?". The olive skinned Spaniard grinned devilishly at her and motioned her towards a roped off section where several bottles of wine were already chilling by the upscale lounges. Feeling elated she followed him into the section and slid elegantly into her seat. Without word or order he poured her a large glass of wine and moved back to the bar. "Now all I have to do is wait for my ladies to arrive!"

There was something about drinking, dancing, and partying that made Brooklyn Matthews very uncomfortable. The uneasy feeling filled her stomach as she put the final touches on her outfit. It was much too conservative for a night out with friends, but let's be real... when had Brooklyn ever excelled at not dressing like a librarian? Adjusting her glasses ever so slightly, she then pulled at her cardigan so that it covered all the skin that her tank top had left visible. Once she was as satisfied as she was going to get, she ran a brush through her hair several times and then let it hang down her back. Frowning slightly at her reflection in the mirror, she sighed. She was as ready as she was ever going to be.

Grabbing her handbag off the sofa, she left her flat and locked up. Tucking her key into the depths of her bag, she then rested it on her shoulder and held it close to her. She walked until she came upon a vacant alley nearby her flat, and then she turned onto it as she looked around, making sure no one was watching. The paranoia that was upon her was sadly something she had dealt with since before her break up... what with the Daily Prophet article and the memory charms that had been placed on her because of it. She was never sure when someone was watching or following her, and that alone frightened her. Once she was fairly confident that she was alone, she apparated with the quiet pop!, arriving down the street from Aces & Six.

Smoothing her clothes over and then running her hands through her hair to ensure that it wasn't out of place, she then walked towards her destination, silently wishing she had stayed home. Once she reached the entrance, she stood in front of it for several minutes as she debated the situation. No one had seen her yet, therefore it wasn't too late to cancel on Celeste and Etain. However, the nagging feeling in the pit of her stomach commanded her otherwise, and she knew it was right. Brooklyn needed this. She needed to get out of the house where she could live a little and have some fun. And if it all proved to be a bust, at least she had brought a book along.

Taking a deep breath, she passed through the entrance and began scanning the crowd for her friends. She must have been extremely early, for she saw no one there. Or, perhaps they had cancelled on her and forgot to tell her. Biting her bottom lip, she walked towards the bar and hailed the bartender. "Excuse me, would you happen to know if Celeste Cain is here? I'm supposed to be meeting her..." She trailed off as the bartender nudged her towards a roped off section. She quickly followed and her frown turned into a smile as she spotted the older blonde.

"Celeste! I'm so happy to see you."

Celeste sipped her wine, heeled foot tapping the tiled floor impatiently. Times like these she hated being the first to arrive, because waiting made her nervous and nervousness made her swallow the wine faster and faster. How would it look if she was already sloshed by the time the other girls got there. Granted...none of then would judge her per-say, but the night would be over for her much faster. Her eyes darted around the room as it filled with other nubile bodies, none of which seemed to be her darling friends. Huffing briefly and noticing her glass was empty she spun her finger around the magical goblet and watched in delight as it filled once again. If there was one bit of magic that she truly delighted in, it was enchanted goblets like these that kept her thirst and inhibitions well at bay.

Crossing and uncrossing her legs, she leaned forward and focused her gaze on the entrance of the bar. Eyes ticking to the time in wait. Several moments passed before she noticed one of her proteges pass through the door. Celeste sighed inwardly to herself as she took in Brooklyn's conservative dress and obvious uncomfortability. What was she going to do with that girl? This just showed that she had not spent enough time coaxing the beautiful brunette out of her shell. Her new goal for the night was to loosen her tension filled friend. She rose from her seat and smiled brightly as Raul motioned Brook over to their private sector.

As soon as the young girl was close enough Celeste wrapped her arms around her, "Brooklyn! Hello my darling, I've missed you so much! I'm happy to see that you were able to make it. Come sit down and let me get you some wine!" She motioned for the girl to join her in the lounge and signaled Raul to bring over another goblet. "You're the first to arrive and i'm happy to finally have some company. Now...Brook," her fingers pulled lightly on the cardigan and pants, smile friendly, but teasing, "you're really dressed to party tonight, aren't you."

“Stop it~!” Etain squealed slightly, slapping her husband’s hands away from the zipper on her back. “Antonio, stop…” She looked up at him as he stood behind her, looming over her with that beautiful smile dancing on his lips. “You’ve already made me thirty minutes late, stop it…” She bit her lip thinking as to why, then shook her head. She wasn’t going to be late anymore because he couldn’t keep his hands to himself. It was all his fault, which was what she murmured into his lips as he dragged her into another kiss. She responded eagerly, before pulling away. “Okay, okayyy.” She whined, gripping his shirt. “I’ll be back soon, I promise.” Etain stared up at him, chin resting on his chest. “…Glad we agree…” Her small hand reached out to pet his butt as he walked out, and she giggled as he rolled his eyes at her.

Going back to her vanity, she picked up her make up brush and fixed her lipstick. She used hair pins to put her hair out of her face, and finished getting ready. Turning to look at her puppy, she used her brush as a baton as she spoke to the dog. “When you get married, make sure that your husband doesn’t try to distract you when he finds out you’re going out without him.” Nodding her head emphatically, she reached up to finish her mascara. “They like attention, and hate when you dress cute without them…” Standing up, she looked down at her dress, admiring it. It was a new season couture dress that she’d admired at a fashion show. Simple silver pumps adorned her small feet, and she sprayed the last hint of perfume on. “I’m readyyy!” Etain sang to herself, grabbing her clutch, and making her way out of the bedroom and down the stairs.

When she finally made her way down the staircase, wanting to show off to her husband, he was already infront of her, looming again. The look in his eyes made her swallow, and she darted away from his reaching hands, squealing again. He was coming closer and closer, and she danced away from him. “I’ll be baaaccccck.” She sang, before apparating to the apparating room in Aces and Six. She giggled to herself, getting amused looks from the security guy who recognized her.  Tony was going to get her back when she came back. Clearing her throat, she composed herself, eyes dancing. “Right. Fun times.” It was a large crush in there, and she bet Aeric was pleased about that.

Going back to the private section, she peered in. OOh! People. “Ceeeeeeeeellie! Brooklyn!” She intruded in the hug and wrapped her arms around both of the women and squeezed. “Where have you been all my lives?” The Egyptian beamed at them, golden eyes wide with excitement. “I’m glad we’re here~” She waved at the crowd in the other section “It’s packed! Does everyone have a drink?” She made a move towards the bar, looking back at the both of them.

Upon seeing her baby cousins arrival, Celeste's heart swelled. She hadn't realized how much she had missed the beautiful young girl until she stood before her. The two had always been close, even when they didn't always agree on each others life choices. Celeste wrapped her arms around Etain and squeezed her tight. "Ma cheri, i'm so happy you could make it! And of course your first concern is to make sure we've got enough to drink,' Celeste giggled playful, squeezing the girl harder before letting her move towards the bar. "Evelyn wouldn't stop talking about how much she wished she could come and see you. I think I need to get you to the house more missy."

Lounging back onto the couches she took up her glass and raised it towards her two friends. "The triad is back together again, now who wants to put bets on whether or not the other two will actually show up?" Pressing the glass to her lips she sipped the liquid gingerly. "'Tain, what do you say to a pitcher of sangrias for the table? And then maybe the three of us can start catching up." Tugging at Brooklyn's pants she attempted to urge the girl to plop down with her onto the couch.