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WHO: Anyone who wants to come!
WHAT: Cyril plans a surprise party for Sam and Kirk
WHEN: This Saturday
WHERE: Sam and Kirk's home
NOTES: This is the party Cyril started planning here. I'm going to include two header comments for prep before the party, and for Kirk and Sam to come home so everyone can enjoy the 'Surprise!' moment, otherwise, please treat this like a normal mingle post, put in your characters enjoying the party and tag around!

Cyril was pleased with how many had wanted to help with this party. Christine had offered to distract both Kirk and Sam. Adasse had put together some tasty potatoes. Korrin had arrived to help arrange furniture to use the space better for a crowd and had brought spiced wine and sweets. Anders had helped with decorations.

They had done well, even with the food shortage, and the house smelled inviting thanks the the work of everyone coming together.

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As annoyed as he is right now for pushing around a desk, Sam knows Christine is very much capable of making tea herself and has done so many times; she's not the type to think it beneath her to do so either. Because of that he reaches over and smacks Jim's arm softly with the back of his hand, letting him know to cool it with quips like that.

"Be nice," he says under his breath, though still offering a tired smile. "We're almost done." Least they better be almost done.

This time, occupied for the moment, Christine's struggle goes completely unnoticed.

At the mention of putting bringing up pieces and then bringing it up, Sam things his lips and thinks over that. "That... is possible."

Kirk 'tched' with his teeth at the smack, but accepted the reprimand. Perhaps it had not been particularly kind, but moving a large desk around on what felt like off handed whims was grating on his nerves. He pouted at him, but leaned over and snagged a kiss to make himself feel better.

"It's how they would do it in my world," he clarified. "We call it flat-packing. You can pay to have it assembled for you, but a lot of companies offer the pieces and you put it together yourself and it reduces costs."

"It is easy enough to assemble that the buyer can do it?" Christine asks, sounding surprised. In Thedas, assembling a desk is something best left to the carpenters. They're skilled laborers who spend years apprenticed to a master so that they can do what others can't. She wonders what carpenters in Jim's world do if the don't even put the furniture together.

At that moment, there's a knock on the door, and Christine is confident enough in the renewed strength of her legs that she walks to the door with no trouble, revealing a runner from downstairs.

"Ma'am?" the young woman asks.

"Could you bring up a tray with fruit and cheese on it, please? Crackers too."

The woman nods and disappears again. Christine turns back to the guys and gives them an encouraging smile. "There; a little something to tide you over until you get home. I am sure you will want to sit down to a nice, filling dinner there, so I shall not keep you much longer."

Sam huffs lightly at the steal, giving Jim a look as he shakes his head lightly, though his clear amusement overrides the fake disbelief at the man's actions. It honestly wasn't enough, but they were currently busy. Hopefully it would tie Jim over for a bit.

With the conversation changing - and hearing food being ordered - Sam silently signals that he's taking a break, mostly by half sitting on the edge of the desk he had been pushing. "So... you buy a bunch of pieces? And do you have to pick it up as well?"

Sustenance, thank god, and it couldn't get here fast enough. His attention returned to the questions at hand, wondering how it was he had come to be explaining flat-packing to Thedosians. Did that violate the Prime Directive? Most likely. But he was in to deep now to turn back.

"Well, technically yes, but it's easier for some than others, and you need to have a few tools. They come with instructions in their boxes," Kirk explained. "And no, the pieces come all together. You can go pick it up at a store, if you want, but stores will also ship the box right to you as well. It's just whatever works for you. It's a quite popular method - it allows people to afford nicely designed furniture for fractions of the cost."

Christine just shakes her head in disbelief. Imagine if the same held true for other things. Anyone could be a blacksmith like Sam; they just needed to have the metal and tools mailed to them, as well as the easy-to-build forge. Anyone could be a healer; they just needed a potions kit and instructions sent to them. That's how this all sounds to Christine. Rather than being a convenience, it sounds like a way to put skilled people out of work.

"Well, come sit down and have some tea while we wait for the food to arrive."

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