2020.12.15: Guys Night Out

Guys Night Out
The Stone Creek guys go out to be fitted for tuxedos together for the Vardanyan Brewery Xmas Party.
IC Date	12/15/2020
IC Time	Evening
Players	Ben, Dalibor, Detlef, Leif, Taika, Theron, Ulf as ST
Location	City Tux Shop - A Million Bucks Deluxe Tux Shop
Prp/Tp	Vardanyan Xmas Party. Girls Night Out, where it all started. ---> Food Truck Get together
Spheres	Garou
Theme Song	https://youtu.be/P5mtclwloEQ

A Million Bucks Deluxe Tux Shop is a cut above your standard tuxedo rental establishment and then some. Numerous styles, cuts, and colors of masculine finery adorn mannequins and standees around the shop, with everything from classic tops and tails to extremely modern designer chic. The owner-manager, one Mr. Mario Lugari Sr., is a short but fit man in his early sixties with thinning hair immaculately coiffed like a '40s movie star and wearing an era-appropriate tuxedo while his son Mario "Rio" Jr. and daughter Lucia are dressed in more modern formalware. "Welcome to my establishment, gentlemen," Mario declares as the group enters, ushering the Fenrir back to the measurements area. "The Vardanyan Brewery has called ahead for your fittings. Eh, which of you is Mr. Haakon?". Ulf raises his hand, and Mario smiles and says, "Ah, good. Yes, your fitting is for purchase; I believe everyone else is for rental, yes? With options to purchase, of course; after you wear one of our tuxedos you cannot help but want to own it forever! Now please, the first two of you will be fitted by my son Mario Junior and I, and my daughter will be seeing to refreshments for the rest of you!"

And with that, the Fenrir are led further into the establishment while Verdi plays over the shop speakers and Lucia brings a selection of Mediterranean beers, red and white Italian wines, and small appetizers for those who will be waiting. Mario Sr. seems utterly unfazed by the group, but Rio and Lucia are a bit nervous about those with higher Rage, showing a bit of tension around their eyes and the smiles they wear for professionalism.

Dalibor eyes the store suspiciously, like this is going to be one highly intricate Weaver trap. Dal is /NOT/ a clothes horse. But if it comes with beer and snacks, can it be /THAT/ bad? Hmmm.

Detlef is just a little late, catching up to the others as he bursts through the door "im here. Im here" he pants out having run quite a bit of the way to catch up. He wipes his brow with a forearm, and looks around "W.. What is all this?" he looks at a powder blue suit on a mannequin with a pink cumberbun and raises an eyebrow...

Ulf waves the waiting line over with him and takes a glass of white wine and a seat, giving Lucia a winning smile that sets her a little more at ease. "We are so grateful to you for taking this afternoon just for us," he says charmingly, touching his chest. "We need to look our best, and some of us have never worn a tuxedo before. It is good to know we are in excellent hands."

Mario pats Taika on the shoulder and takes him to the first measuring spot, which has places on the floor for where to stand and little handles to hold to stretch your arms out comfortably. "You are Maori, right? When I was a younger man I was a merchant marine in Polynesia. Fierce men, very manly, but great partiers. Fiercer women... but you would know this already, ah?" He laughs, beginning to measure Taika with his tape and tapping numbers into a wall-mounted tablet to record them. "You have a particular style? The New Zealand casual cool, ah? Will we be laying a leafy garland around your neck, then?"

Rio leads Ben to the other station, looking up at him and saying, "Very tall, very tall; do not worry, we know what we are doing here for tall men. You are not the first! Tell me, do you have a preference for colors? Because I think you would look good in a muted dark, like a gray or a cadet blue, perhaps."

Taika actually looks impressed that Mario has been to his homeland. "My mother was the one who taught me how to be fierce. We are a Warrior tribe by custom and tradition. Fierceness tempered with hospitality. The love of the fight and the love of life.". Sage nod.

Taika considers and leans in to whisper something to the old man. He leans back out smiling, "No, the palm leaves will go on my head like a crown and I will be making those myself.". Luckily they have palm leaves her in Prospect!

Mario laughs at Taika's whisper and claps the Maori on the shoulders. "Haha! I like you, amigo! Yes, we can definitely do this; a custom order, but absolutely possible! I have the very thing in my shop." The Italian man's eyes light up, and he continues measuring Taika, getting all of the info he needs for what is aparently going to be quite the specialty suit.

There's a moment of thought from Ben, the man considering. "I like very dark blue, or dark gray. I think either would work - but I will defer to your expertise." He offers to Rio, moving and standing as instruced to be measured. A glance back to Ulf. "I never had to get dressed in a suit - perhaps my parents were worried I'd ruin it with my active lifestyle." A grin.

Detlef shrugs at the suit and walks over, taking a beer for himself. He grabs something to eat and chomps on it without ceremony. "This will be a new experience for me definately."

"Yes, definitely; I have just the silk in mind for this," Rio replies to Ben with a nod, getting his measurements in with quick, deft use of his measuring tape. It seems like he's rushing, but no; this is a family business of specialty tailors, and they know what they're about. Ben's measurements are taken very swiftly, and Rio says, "Please, take a seat and my sister will see to your refreshment. Once all measurements are done we will talk style and material; feel free to look around and see if anything catches your eye." With Ben done, Rio looks to the waiting men and waves Theron forward. "You, sir; you look like you've worn formal before. I take it you have a preferred style, eh? You look like the James Bond type."

"For many of us, I am thinking... but not for me," Ulf replies to Detlef with a nod, doing a little cheese and cracker plate for himself that goes with his pino griggio. "I have a suit that would work just fine, but Heidi says she has already seen me in it recently, and I need to surprise her. So I am thinking this is much less about us and much more about what the women want."

Leif makes himself as small as he possibly can. He is VERY LORGE, and his rage is not itty bitty either. So he just stays really quiet and makes no sudden movements, and tries not to smile, even. Just be tall and quiet.

Dalibor chuckles softly at Ulf's comment. "Is it not always?" And he suspiciously sniffs at a snck before popping the delicate little puff pastry in his mouth. After a moment, the Modi actually smiles. Slightly. Apparently, the hors d'oeuvre was good. He is no longer convinced this is a trap. Which is, of course, just what a trap layer would /WANT/ him to think...?

Detlef smirks around a mouthful of food, at the comment, at least he doesnt smile with his mouth full, then he washees it down with a drink of beer.

Ben nods, moving over to find a seat. For a drink, he goes with a dark German beer. "Are we going to stun the ladies with our outfits?" He wonders, looking to the others. "I am very curious to see Taika's - I'd love to see the Maori style."

"We are going to try; remember there are many Kinfolk girls who will be attending that are working for the brewery, so this is an opportune time to put your best foot forward in expensive shoes," Ulf replies to ben and the boys with a laugh, finishing off his wine.

Mario finishes sizing up Taika and sends him back to the waiting area before looking at Dalibor and waving him over. "You, there! With the tough guy shoulders and the square jaw, eh? Come, let us see if we can find a tuxedo for a commando!" He laughs, urging Dalibor to head to the fitting station.

Dalibor raises an eyebrow and does the universal 'who? me?' hand gesture, before doffing his jacket (and thankfully he left his ordinace at home today) and making his way to the fitting station. "Afternoon."

Detlef seems content to grin and watch perhaps to hide his nervousness at the moment

Leif isn't nervous, exactly. And he's actually kind of excited. He's never worn something human-fancy before. New experience--- but wait...... how many pockets do these things have? He stands up a little straighter suddenly and turns in a full circle, looking just the tiniest bit panicked. Yes, let's lose our shit in here, Leif.

Taika steps away, giving Mario a fistbump for his banter. "Where's the food," he claps and heads for the beer and cheese/cracker spread. The Maori takes a seat and tries his best to not look at the young woman who has to deal with them by herself now as her male family members do the fitting. It's just hard when you /want/ to be nice to someone and know it will only backfire dramatically. The curse is real my peeps. The curse is real. #FirstNationProblems.

Taika looks over to Ulf, "So is the reason why you are not renting your tux because you are going to use it for a bigger event?"

"Indeed. Ah... right. Thick neck. Do you want to be fitted for a tuxedo that skips the tie, then? You may be more comfortable. Broad across the shoulders... classic black for you, I am thinking, but maybe a green vest...," Mario says more /at/ Dalibor than /to/ him, taking those measurements and tapping them into his tablet.

Rio is similarly measuring Theron, and keeps saying, "James Bond, James Bond," before finally asking, "What do you think of a white jacket and black pant combo, with the red boutonniere? The Daniel Craig Bond, very dashing."

Ulf grins at Taika and shrugs with the heavy-lidded eyes of a Cheshire cat. "Perhaps," he purrs, giving the Maori a smirk and taking a beer for himself. "We are going to Denmark to visit my family in Spring, and will be joined by her parents. It may be that I will take this tuxedo with me."

Leif chews mercilessly on his lower lip as the anxiety builds, then.. just... he just nopes out of THAT and sits down with a little 'pluh' sound. He gets himself a drink and sits upright a little more. A little straighter. Pay attention and FOCUS, Leif. It will be a-okay. Swearzies. Probably. Maybe.

Dalibor hmmms at Mario. "I defer to expert, but red and black are sort of signature colors?" Partly because they look good, but mostly 'caue they hide stains - like blood. Of course, probably less of a concern at Heidi's party - so he's willing to branch out.

Ben smirks just a bit, shaking his head. "I just have one woman to impress." He offers with a grin. "I'm interested in Rook, Ulf. She and I are spending time together." The man explains, as best he can. "I'm enjoying time with her - even when she's doing her best to be obstinate." He sips his beer. A look to Taika. "I think Heidi is treating us to suits. Are they rentals?" He looks confused.

"Red? Aha! I had not expected you to be so daring!" Mario replies to Dalibor with eyes alight, giving him a sly grin. "Yes, red! Ah, we will make of you... the mysterious gentleman. Black jacket, shirt, and pants, red paisley vest, tie, and pocket square... a true handsome devil." He gets the last of his measurements, patting Dalibor on the shoulder and saying, "And there you are. Next, I will see... the very tall gentlemen there," pointing at Leif.

Rio finishes his measurements for Theron and says, "Do not worry, you will look very suave," and dismisses him, looking to Detlef and saying, "I believe it is your turn, sir. Right this way, please."

Dalibor bows his head to Mario, as he vacates the station. That.... wasn't terrible.

Who me? Leif pushes up to his feet and plods over. Mario doesn't make him nervous, so that helps a lot. LIke a lot a lot. "I need pockets...." he mumbles as he wanders over, still clutching his beer in hand.

"Yes, I can hear you spending time together from my room," Ulf replies dryly to Ben, but through a puckish grin. He sips his beer, shaking his head, and continues. "She likes you. This is good; you are too big for me to be getting into a stupid defensive-brother fistfight with. She is a wild one, my sister, but has always been pure of heart. You look good together, at least."

Ulf is regarded and Taika just nods. He doesn't say anything because it doesn't need to be said. He just stands, gives Ulf a kiss on the forehead, and walks over to talk to the young woman. She looks scared at first, but money exchanges hands, and she quickly turns and walks away into the back. A moment later she comes out with bubbly glasses and champagne. Taika easily pops the cork with his bare hands. Like, it shouldn't have been that easy, but luckily is back was to the woman. It makes the signature POP sound and Taika starts pouring glasses and handing them out. "To brotherhood. To a pack of fucking animals trying to be civilized men so that they may land beautiful women and save the fucking world." He pats Ben on the back as he says this too. "To Ulf, may he continue down a path of happiness. I am so glad to see this change come over you. To Ben, you are going after what you want, which is a different Ben than the timid man-boy I saw when you first arrived. To Leif and your fucking beautiful hair. You make me jealous. To Dalibor, may you continue to come out of your shell, if only to beat the snot out of me. To Detlef, may your sister not kill us all for acting the fool. And to dear Theron. May you fight the good fight long after we are gone because I see you coming out on top of everything."

Detlef smirks "you want to bet on that Ulf.. " he then offers "Probably just me though, honestly."

Ben chuckles to Ulf, shrugging. "No one is ever too big to have a talking to about treating family right, Ulf. But I can assure you, I have no ill-intentions about your sister." Ben raises his glass, chuckling. "To Taika, may his fire burn bright and strong, giving light to his friends and family."

Dalibor closes on the Maori, leaning in to whisper something quietly. He leans back with a bit of a smirk and clps his friend on the shoulder, before seeing if there are any more of those little puf pastry things. Yum.

Ulf laughs when Taika gets them all sparkling wine and raises his glass to the toast, hearing it out and grinning like a fool through the whole thing. "To my Vikings!" he toasts, downing the contents of the glass along with everyone else.

"Pockets? Yes, we can do pockets," Mario replies to Leif as he gets him to stand in the sizing area, beginning measurements. "You are as if the Big Show from the WWE had the mane of a thoroughbred," Mario comments, making sure to get those measurements in. "Pockets... I will tell you, I can line pockets up front, three to each side? And four inside, offset so you do not bulge like a pack mule. This will be enough, eh? But we will blend it; a soothing green with a houndstooth pattern, so that they do not look like pockets. They will be /hidden/ pockets." Tailors gonna tale, right?

Rio gets Detlef to the measuring station as well, beginning with his tape before asking, "You do not seem the tuxedo type; I think perhaps you will want comfort first, am I right? A relaxed fit and not much constriction of movement. Yes, this seems appropriate."

Lucia hears Dalibor's question and practically sprints to the back, coming out a minute later with a tray of the puff pastries and wordlessly setting them down on the table near his seat.

Detlef nods once "yes.. Definately comfort." he pulls his sleves up showing the elastic bands on his forarms that hold the throwing knives "And can the sleeves hide these okay?"

"Don't forget my pretty eyelashes," Leif says to Taika, still holding his beer but now also holding a glass of champaigne. To Mario, Leif nods. "Whatever you think is best. You're the professional." He holds out his drinks while he gets measured, sipping from one, then the other, then back to the first again. He could get used to this. Maybe what he ACTUALLY needs is a sugar mama. Hey, watch them hands, bub! Oh. Inseam. Right.

Rio blinks at Detlef's knife brace and is momentarily stunned, but eventually finds his tongue and says, "Ah, yes; so we will want to go with bell cuffs and magnetic cufflinks if you want to... hurriedly get into your sleeves," he comments, making notes on his tablet to that effect.

Mario is ginger around Leif's right thigh but makes a special note, and nods to the man when he's done. "Yes, we will have the perfect jacket for you, sir. But that is all I need for now. Mr. Haakon, if you would?". Leif is dismissed, and Ulf steps up so that Mario can take his measurements, noting, "We need to accentuate that pretty face of yours. I will not have your young lady disappointed in my work!"

Detlef smiles broadly at that, "Thanks man" he reaches over and claps the man's shoulder firmly, "That sounds perfect.. And I do like subdued colors.. Like classic stuff.. Whatever that turns out to be!"

Taika toasts and drinks. To Dali as he comes in close, Taika sticks out his tongue, "I wouldn't expect anything different from you Dali. Hurry up eh? The water is cold out here by myself." The Maori smiles at the others and stares at Lief, "I never noticed your eyelashes, but you are correct. They are marvelous. I normally can't get past your hair though. I feel like a man staring at a woman's....assets." Lucia sighs heavily. Real Smooooooth Taika.

Taika takes a seat though and keeps drinking his bubblies. When Ulf goes up, Taika laughs at what the Mario's say about his face. "She won't be looking at his face."

Ben relaxes a bit more, smirking as he pulls out his phone - shooting off a text. Once that's done, he settles in - sipping his beer. "I am very curious as to the party tomorrow. Excited, too." A grin to the others.

Dalibor looks at the hurriedly rushed out plate of puff pastries. "Oh. I did not mean to..." He bows his head. "Thank you." He grabs a couple. Would be rude not to, after all.

"No, she will be looking at my marvelous handiwork," Mario replies to Taika while Ulf shakes his head and rolls his eyes. His measurements don't take long; apparently it's just confirmation of what's already on file. "And you are done, sir," Mario replies, sending Ulf back to his boys.

Rio does his best with what Detlef has handed him, and once he has the measurements he says, "I assure you, we will take all of this into account. You will look fabulous, but you will remain /lethal/." He puts his fists up in a fighting stance -- and hey, it looks like Rio knows an actual boxer's guard! -- before Mario declares, "My family and I will be retreating to the shop to look over these measurements, and then we will be looking at materials and showing you what we have. Please relax until then, gentlemen."

Detlef grins to Rio and nods "That's excellent" he winks to him "Glad to have you in my corner Rio." then, if he is done, he moves out, grabs another beer and settles into a seat. "This isn't as bad as I thought."