Halloween Party (Carson & Victoria)

As Halloween got closer and closer, Carson got more and more worried about his date with Victoria. He hadn't ever been the kind of guy to go on dates. But something about the younger girl set something a flutter in Carson's chest and stomach that he couldn't ignore. The fact that his sister was making such a big deal about it did nothing to settle the teenagers nerves. In fact he was on the verge of just writing a letter and calling the whole thing off after a particularly bad experience looking for the right costume for the party. Kirsten however had talked some sense into him and assured him that she'd help him find the right costume. After all a girl would know what would look to another girl, at least that's how Carson rationalized allowing his sister to pick out the clothes for his date.

When the fateful day finally arrived Carson found himself at the pub a little bit early figuring a little pre gaming wouldn't hurt his situation. He was half way through his third mug of beer when the room suddenly go silent, well sient compared to the loud hub bub that was surrounding him before. As he gazed up from the depths of his mug and laid eyes on the sight that had caused the other patrons to all lose focus. Breathlessly he sat there and watched as Victoria walked in and headed to the bar unable to speak and make his presence known.

It took a full three minutes for him to gather himself and walk up to her nearly knocking her over in the process. With a bashful smile on his face he rubbed the back of his neck and grinned at her. "Hey there beautiful." In a manner befitting the princely costume he was wearing Carson flourished and bowed looking up at Victoria with a warm smile.

Carson's Costume

Carson would never be amazed at how a simple thing like pointing out the fact that she was beautiful, could cause Victoria to flush such a lovely shade. That was probably part of the reason that he did it so often, her bashful reserved nature was probably a large part of what attracted Carson to her. As he rose from the bow he took Victoria's hand in his and placed a gentle kiss on her knuckles. "I'm not exactly sure who I'm supposed to be, my sister picked this out because I couldn't decide." Straightening himself out he had a grin on his face, "Though for you darling I will gladly be your prince charming."

When offered a drink of her pumpkin juice Carson shook his head upon smelling the contents of the goblet, "No thanks sweetheart vodka is not my thing, I'll stick with my beer thanks." He raised his glass to his lips and took a quick swig. He wondered if Victoria realized that the bartender had likely given her free alcohol because she was a pretty girl, and drunk pretty girls was always good for business. Though Carson had no intention of letting Victoria get to that point, he didn't imagine that she was much of a drinker so getting wasted and having a hangover the next day probably wasn't something she was used to. Besides her brother probably wouldn't be too impressed if he returned to his sister to find her drunk.

"I have a booth over there," Carson said with a nod towards where he'd been sitting, "unless you'd rather go outside on the patio or like dance or something...it's up to you. I am your loyal and attentive prince tonight."

The way that Victoria flushed and giggled made Carson completely okay with the fact that he was being one of those cheesy overly romantic goof balls he used to make fun of. Just being around the younger girl made all of that seem okay, like she deserved every bit of sappy flattery that the boy could come up with. "You're a princess in my eyes no matter what you're wearing Victoria." Carson spoke with a smile as the girl lead him to the booth.

Though he had a little bit of a chuckle at the fact that Victoria apparently wasn't aware of her spiked drink, it did annoy him that the bartender had done so without her permission. Giving a pretty girl free booze when she asked for it was one thing. Liquoring up an innocent girl that didn't know about it was a totally different story. Carson narrowed his eyes in the direction of the bar attempting to keep his cool and not cause a scene. "If you want I can order for the rest of the night to avoid another accident." He put on a smile for the girl not wanting her to be privy to the strong words hew was going to exchange with the barkeep on his next trip up there.

But just as quickly as he'd gotten worked up, Victoria talked him back down by making idle conversation. "My summer was boring. Spent it working on my grandparents ranch. They raise a menagerie of magical beasts from cerberuses to hippogriffs. And as far as me behaving...well I told you the night we first met that I'm trouble sweetheart."