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Shaggy wasn’t exactly the most cultivated of Corona’s current residents, but he sure knew how to party and where to find good food, and he’d been hovering around the hors d'oeuvres table since he’d found it a good twenty-some minutes ago. It was good food, and finger food at that - he’d had a cheese thing that changed his life, sweet and salty and sour, maybe it’d had honey? And little grapes on sticks, and it was a little fancy but he was having the time of his life. He hadn’t realized how long he’d been munching until he made eye contact with someone as he crammed another glazed carrot stick into his mouth, but when he did, he chewed quickly and swallowed audibly. “Hey, friendo,” he smiled - he really needed a drink. “Like, happy new year, happy new food, right?”

As was the case with most things, Dinah took the Roaring Twenties theme to the extreme. She was fully costumed in a mahogany, velvet, slim gown complete with fringe, a slit down the side, and beads decorating the bodice. Her hair was pinned up to look as though it was bobbed and was crowned by a headband, complete with a feather and more beads. A wine glass in one gloved hand, she strutted in her high heels towards someone, gesturing towards the photo booth, “Hey, would you like to go in there with me? I don’t have anybody to go with, and it’s no fun going in alone!”