<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/LordJohnathanWeston.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Lord Johnathan Weston<br/><strong>Where:</strong>The Study<br/><strong>With:</strong>Elizabeth Kingston<br/><strong>When:</strong>About noon<br/><strong>What:</strong>Planning a party<br/><hr/><br/><strong>“Cocaine? What on earth for?”</strong>John knew the moment he said it, he would likely regret it. He knew Elizabeth always had a reason, but he was becoming more and more concerned about the nature that this party would take. He had agreed that changing the favors of the games from monetary to more of a private nature would certainly make for an entertaining evening, but surely to add even the smallest narcotic to the mix was asking for things to take a turn that even Lord Weston was not ready for.<br/><br/><strong>“I am just concerned for the guests my love.”</strong>John was trying very hard and he had come a long way from when he had met Elizabeth.<strong>“If this is an entire weekend..I will have to get more wine..I dare wonder if I have enough for an evening.”</strong><br/>