[color=A43333]"I'd love to come back to your place to watch you get changed, Rob,"[/color] he glances at Alice for a split second, [color=A43333]"...but I kinda wanna get some actual music playing. I've heard from reliable sources that they have a Bluetooth system that I can hijack if I get there early enough,"[/color] Augie said. Crossing his arms and putting his hands in his armpits to keep them warm, he took up the rear of the line of those who were heading straight to the dance.

On the way, he lost himself in thought about what music he'd be playing. At the time of walking through the door, he had a pretty solid list consisting of some 90s bangers that everyone would know, and some newer tunes that would get people feeling good about the night. Some thematic winer-y songs, too. Towards the end of the list he put slower, more lyrical songs that might suit the mood when the dance was dying. 

It was considerably warmer inside, so he decided he would ditch the coat. Under it he was wearing a button up shirt over the top of a long sleeve shirt. It was fairly casual wear, or, if you asked him, it was "warm and not over-dressed".

First port of order: connecting to the speaker system. Every second he wasted was another gamble against the chance of shitty music for the night. A few slips of the finger here and there would see him visibly tense up. The silence seemed full of fear, right up until the fateful moment the speakers confirmed they were connected. [color=A43333]"Awww yeah! Time for tunes, guys. Well not yet, when more people get here. So they don't know it was me and all. Ara, if you wanted the decorations to be good, you shoulda volunteered. Take matters into your own hands. You coulda done way better here, too,"[/color] he said. She had been having a rough time recently, so he decided to not completely tear her a new one for complaining about something that was wholly in her power to fix.

While waiting for the others to finish checking their coats in, he perused everybody's outfits, of which all of them had more effort put in than his own. They were all a bit getup-y, though he did like the apparent carelessness of the glitter on Alice's dress.