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[gunpowdergelatine]

The biggest couch by the fire is occupied.

The person sprawling there is wearing a purple velvet dress with short puffed sleeves and a long, heavy skirt. A rather attractive pair of feet, in sheer black stockings, are crossed at the ankle and propped up on one arm of the couch; the head leaning against the other arm has shoulder-length brown curls streaked with fading green, tucked back behind one ear to reveal a small pearl earring. No makeup. A glass of whiskey in one hand, a small bag of jelly beans in the other, and a pair of black shoes with low wedge heels perched on a couch cushion beside the feet they presumably came off of.

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[smokeandstreets]

"Nice dress," comments a grinning young man on his way towards the hearth.

Come on, like he can't recognize a drag queen at thirty paces. Tony likes drag queens, even the bitchy ones; he's only been picked up by one once, but he's partied with them before, and those girls know how to have fun.