We own the night

Fierce Face started the night by initiating a rendez-vous at Chez Fierce Face, and buying cups and snacks.
It started small, with Fierce Face and Minnie, talking about Almond Eyes. There was much laughter involved, and the two related with much ease and bodies turned deliberately toward the other- interactions that have not been witnessed in the office. There was much saturation of comfort as the characters would cut in and say something more funny and relevant, and we would all cut out in laughing.
There was much leaning in, as some things that were said were of a more sensitive nature and were said with a weaker tone.
Later, in comes Lovely Dress- with her shrewd eyes- and Crazy Girl with their respective significant others. They bring in party favors and immediately jump into the conversation. Again, all this is repeated tidbits that had been spoken in the office, but with far more ease and eccentricity. The laughter was far more riotous.
Once music was put on, Fierce Face and I started dancing. We did not particularly dance with grace, but it was more of a balter. Her face was bunched up in a smile most of the time, or else laughing.
Most interactions were of a jocular manner, aside from some semi-cutting remarks from Crazy Girl and some concerned remarks from Lovely Dress.
Other than that, Minnie started dancing and joining in with the mock dance of Fierce Face and I.
Cool Shades got there later and began to dance as well- much better than everyone else. The crowd was enamored with his dance skills and screamed in appreciation. Lovely Dress was making eyes at Minnie, who was enamored especially.
Cool shades only casually spoke with Fierce Face and Minnie in joking or asides. Cool Shades spoke cryptically for a bit, in reference to some underlying things.
Cool Shades had to leave, but the rendez-vous kept pumping. There was still much dancing to be had. Crazy Girl seemed slightly irritated by the end of the night, seen by her turned in expression, but not enough to stop dancing and having a good time. Minnie and I finally went home and spoke colloquially on the way. It was amicable and frank, with body language that spoke of our tiredness, with no refrains left from the rendez-vous. All in all, we interacted quite amicably- one might say.