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Plate and glass in hand, Will looked around for a place to sit and eat. He'd been entertaining various people here and there (with an excited Joshua as his "beautiful assistant" until his father came over and got him) with card tricks and the old disappearing coin popping out of someone's ear trick, and was hungry.
He noticed Luke, Elise, Brandon, and Gordon at one of the tables, and Luke was waving at him to join them. He headed over to them and said, "Hey, everyone. Great party. Gordon, who are you supposed to be?"
"You haven't heard about the Brethren?"
"The Breth... Oh, you mean those kooks who showed up at the hospital when Dr. Tracy was injured? I saw the retrospective and couldn't believe my eyes. Don't tell me you guys met them!" He sat down, and began to eat.
"Yep; they showed up at one of our rescues, to help us. You should have seen Scott's reaction to them. It was priceless!"
"It was hard for most of us to keep straight faces," Luke added.
"They even have a website. I found out that they call their Supreme Leader 'Prelishelvihano'. And he's none other than Elvis," Gordon added.
Will choked. "Elvis? As in Elvis Presley? Is that why Brains came dressed as him?"
"I think so. I suspect someone found out who I was coming as, and told him."
"Y'know, it takes longer to say that name than it does to say his real one." Will grinned as the others' eyes lit up in amusement.
"Anyway," said Luke, "I wanted you to come over because Elise and Brandon here were telling me how much they like the mailboxes we made."
"You came up with a cool way of identifying which box belonged to who. Or is it whom?" Elise added mischievously.
"Some of them are really right on the mark," Brandon put in. "I especially liked mine, Luke's and Elise's. I'd love to be there when Scott sees it. How'd you two come up with that way of labeling the slots, anyway?"
Will and Luke looked at each other. "I dunno. We were just talking about labels and the idea came up. We started throwing around phrases, and the IDs were born. It was fun," Will answered.
"Yeah, that's sort of what Luke said earlier," Elise remarked with a grin. "But he's so modest sometimes, I just wanted to be sure."
"You know, it might be cool to have a mailbox or two for those of us who live in the Villa. Then Cherie wouldn't have to go all over the house, delivering it all," Gordon said thoughtfully. A mischievous look crossed his face. "I wonder what the labels would say for us, though."
"Yours would probably be 'What's my next joke gonna be?'," Elise retorted.
"Aww, c'mon. I'm not that bad."
"That's not what I heard," she replied.
"Or maybe it'd be 'Where's the water?'," Luke said.
"How about 'I'll get right on it, Mr. Tracy,' for Brains?" Will suggested.
"That's a good one," Gordon said.
"Of course," Elise interjected, grinning, "Scott's would probably be, 'I'm in charge.'."
The suggestions began to come thick and fast, each one more outrageous than the last. A few others, attracted by the laughter, came up with more ideas, even Jeff and Dianne, who suggested for herself, "Ah'm the doctah and yoah mothah, that's why!"
As the joking died down, Luke said, "Will, these stuffed crescent rolls are good. Where'd you get them?"
"I made them."
"You made them???"
"Yeah; they're fairly easy. I dated a Greek girl for a few months, and she taught me how to make some of their dishes, like that spinach one. Then I experimented with other fillings, and had some of my friends act as taste testers. These two were the most popular. I'm glad you like them. And these wings are great!"
"Luke made those," said Elise.
"Nice going."
There was silence for a few minutes as everyone relished the food on their plates. Then Elise looked around at the rest of the partygoers and said, "We've still got to vote for the best costume, but I'm having a hard time choosing; there are so many good ones."
The others turned to check out who was wearing what, and agreed with her. They began discussing who was their favorite. Brandon said, "I never expected Dom to come in that costume. But," he added with a grin, "I think it kinda suits him."
"Thanks, Brandon."
They looked up to see Dom and Nikki, who had walked up as he said that. She laughed. "But doesn't Joshua look adorable as Toto?" She chuckled as she looked over at the toddler, still in his father's arms, but squirming to get down when he saw Will. Dom put him down and he headed over to the mechanic-turned-magician. Will smiled down at him and gave him a small piece of chicken, which Joshua munched on contentedly, leaning against the man's leg.
"He's so cute, anyway," replied Elise, "that he'd look adorable no matter what he wore."
Dom smiled at her, then glanced down at his son. He squatted down to look closer at the boy. "I don't believe it. He's asleep standing up!"
  
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