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New Year's Eve (open RP)

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It was a simple party. Snacks, a couple bottles of champagne and sparkling cider were neatly placed on a fold out table decorated with noise makers and party hats.

Guests were gathered in the courtyard just outside of Chuck and Ellie's apartment, chatting with one another.

The Morgan door was temporarily blocked by a small TV broadcasting 'Dick Clark's New Year's Rockin' Eve' in anticipation of the countdown to 2009.

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"No....we seem to have better luck with the dining in stuff. Maybe next time I can try to make the chicken dish I was going to make for you so we have something different."

He then chuckled, adding, "I should warn you, my Dad taught me how to make that dish and he was no expert cook."

Chuck shook his head, though smiling a bit. "And if Morgan does, Casey will bait him with grape soda until he cracks. Which...knowing Morgan, won't be too long."

"I'm sure it'll taste great," Sarah encouraged, finishing off her sparkling cider with a slow sip.

"Somehow I think Casey would resort to a form of interrogation that wasn't as nice as just offering grape soda, though."

"Hmmmm." Rachel canted her head a bit, thinking that over. "Hollywood, of course. The Chinese Theater and the Walk of Fame and all that old-time stuff. And... the Queen Mary? I'm enough of a nerd to find that totally interesting," she said, laughing.

"He really did enjoy the break. He kinda had to be convinced not to think about work, at least at first... but he relaxed soon enough. Of course, I'm sure once he's back from India he'll be right back in the lab, working hard again, but at least I got him away for a little while."

Look, it's a Doctor!

Knocking on the front door, because that is what polite Doctors do. Granted, he may be wearing a viking hat, sunglasses, and have a long cattle prod in one hand and a timey-wimey detector in the other, but he's polite at least.

"I hope so," Chuck replied with a shy smile. Noticing Sarah had finished her cider, he offered, "Can I get you any more?"

Chuck shook his head. "Well, when he wanted to learn more about where the marlin was, that's all he did to him. We both know Casey could do far worse. And if Morgan didn't talk, he'd probably learn that too. Luckily, a few growls and some grape soda did the trick, from what he told me, at least."

"Sure, we can do that! And trust me...I'd be the last person to call you a nerd for wanting to see that," Chuck replied, chuckling a bit.

"Oh man. Well, maybe the trip home will still take his mind off things for awhile at least."

Chuck then suddenly remembered his manners and offered, "By the way, can iI get you anything?"

Chuck had ran inside to get more soda for the party when he heard a knock on the door. He picked up the bottle of Coke from the refrigerator and then went to the door and answered it. Stranding outside was certainly someone with a very interesting fashion sense.

Chuck smiled and said to the guest, "Hi. Welcome to Casa Bartowski."

"That would be so awesome," Rachel replied. "Thanks, Chuck. You're the best."

She nodded, and went on, "Yeah. And I think it'll do him good to see his family and his hometown again. He's been having a hard time. He misses home. I think the trip's going to help him out a lot."

She shook her head. "No, thank you, but it's sweet of you to offer. I'm just fine for now. So... are you expecting a big turnout tonight? Looks like a decent crowd so far."

"Aw, thanks Rachel," Chuck said, with a bit of a bashful grin.

He nodded. "Well, hopefully the trip will help him out then and hopefully when he gets back, things will be better for him."

Chuck glanced around the courtyard and then turned back to Rachel. "Not a huge turnout, but maybe a couple more people will be dropping by."

Rachel nodded. "I hope so, too. I wish he could've come with me, but that's all right. I'm sure we'll be out here again at some point. Or if you're ever in New York, come look us up. I'd love for you to meet him. He's wonderful."

She smiled, and added, "You know, sometimes the best parties are small ones. You get to actually spend time with people, and catch up."

"I wouldn't mind heading back to New York sometime. And if I get out that way again, I'll definitely look you up. And I'm sure he's definitely a great guy too." Chuck then smiled.

"This is true. Plus I'm not a huge party person. I kinda like it when it's just people I know, really. I...get kinda shy with too many strangers around."

"Great. I think it'd be fun to have you in New York."

She grinned up at him. "I know exactly what you mean. I'd rather be able to spend quality time with a few people than trying to find people in some big crowd of strangers or whatever. This is nice."

"I'd love to see more of the sites. The last time I was there, things were pretty rushed. And I think it would be great to meet up with you there too."

Chuck nodded. "Yeah at my birthday party back in 2007, my sister Ellie invited a lot of her friends to the party and I didn't know anybody really. I tried to escape from the party with Morgan, actually..."

"Well, why don't you plan a vacation for the coming year? You can totally crash on my couch if it helps with costs."

Rachel laughed knowingly. "Yeah. I felt like that a lot when I was working in DC, and had to go to fundraisers. I never knew anyone, and always got stuck making uncomfortable small talk with people I didn't know. I hated it. I always wished I could run out, but you never can with those."

"Thanks Rachel! It would, but I definitely don't wanna impose or anything. B-but maybe I can put in for some vacation time in advance and then that way I'll be sure to get it off. Do you know what time of the year might work best for you?" Chuck asked.

He nodded. "I'm sure you had a few to go to at that job. And...there probably was kinda ll that making a proper impression stuff going on?"

Hiro appears in the courtyard, out of view of the door so that anyone coming up won't see him. He then steps from behind the fountain, heads for the door and rings the bell.

Chuck looks up and sees Hiro ringing the bell and walks over to him. "Hey there!" he greeted Hiro.

"Hi! I hope I am not too early." He hands Chuck a bag full of Japanese snacks such as Wasabi peas, Pocky (various), Ramune candy and shrimp crackers.

Chuck shook his head. "No, not at all. Some of the guests have already arrived but there's still maybe some more coming."

Chuck looks through the bag Hiro provided and grins. He's the most familiar with the Pocky but everything looks interesting. "Would you like me to add these to the snack table?" he offers.

"Sure! I found out that you can get most of these here in California. Of course, you have a sizeable Japanese populace here, like New York."

"This is true."

Chuck then took bag of snacks over to the snack table and adds them to others that are there. He then returns to Hiro. "Glad you could make it, by the way."

"You wouldn't be imposing, Chuck," Rachel insisted. "And the good thing about being self-employed again is I can arrange my work schedule for time off as needed. So you arrange what you can at work, and let me know. I'll be sure to have time off when you do."

Rachel laughed and nodded. "Yeah. It was a pain. Looking back now, I should have realized I wasn't, like, at all suited for those kinds of jobs, all that public contact. Not when I'm the kind of person who likes small parties and catching up with a few friends."

"Well, if you insist I wouldn't be..." Chuck then grinned. "I'll do that. Maybe we should try for the spring sometime so we don't have to worry about snow storms or anything?" he suggested.

"You seemed happy with the people you directly worked for though. I mean on just that level...but I remember there was some craziness with the press you weren't happy about either..."

"So am I. How are you feeling by the way?" Hiro grabs a handful of shrimp chips and starts chomping.

"Better now. Thanks for asking. Still not completely over what happened, but...it's been only a week so...it'll take some time."

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