Open Post: Who invented this calendar anyway?

[futaille]

How unfortunate.

Yes, Grantaire was fully aware that the year being longer at the mansion would logically cause seasons to drift when someone kept track of the old calendar, or at least what had been pinned down as the old calendar for convenience sake, which was almost necessary when people's arrivals weren't necessarily tied to the day they left. He hadn't given it too much thought last year, when his birthday, such that it was, arrived in spring like he was used to.

Dark, though, was unfortunate. Not inappropriate for the next notable anniversary coming up, but for this one, not at all. Of course, it wasn't as if he would have been planning much in the way of an event, Dark or no, but it would have been nice to treat himself to something or other, regardless.

Instead, he has installed himself in the game room, where he is carefully balancing dominoes on their ends to make a domino rally on the billiards table. It's a nice large flat surface, so it should work nicely. Have to keep entertained somehow.

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[futaille]

"Kitchen!" Does he know for sure which one? Not remotely. But he still makes a beeline for the one they use most.

[vineleaves]

That's not the right answer, but Dionysus decides to let him hunt around in a kitchen for a few minutes before he's going to give another clue.

[futaille]

He looks around for the next clue for a bit before figuring he's probably not in the right place. "... Another hint?"

[vineleaves]

“Paris.”

[futaille]

"Merde." He immediately starts for the café.

[vineleaves]

“I’m worried I might have made this too hard,” he says, following Grantaire.

[futaille]

"It's a compliment to me, if anything. And you're here to help if I go astray." They get to the café and he starts to look around.

[vineleaves]

"That's true, I can give as many clues as I need to," he says, hopping up to sit on a table while Grantaire looks around.

Sitting in one of the chairs is the new card.
Where I learned your name, and you helped me plan party invitations, and countless other memories.

[futaille]

He reads it and looks at Dionysus. "Wasn't that just my room?"

[vineleaves]

Dionysus grins. "Ding ding ding. Got it in one this time."

[futaille]

"You showed up all panicked. I'm not likely to forget that. So that's my studio now..." He heads off.

[vineleaves]

"I felt terrible about it! I still do! We had been together for a long time and I hadn't even asked you what your first name is."

[futaille]

"It's still fine! It was then and is now! My first name's been used more here than it had been in the previous ten!"

[vineleaves]

"It's a very good name."

[futaille]

"It's an ironic one, in the end, but I'm glad you like it." He gets to their rooms and he heads into the foyer.

[vineleaves]

"I love it, actually."

[futaille]

"And like it too." He pushes the door open to his R-cave and starts digging around. It's a bit trickier than the previous searches, because the clutter level is significantly higher.

[vineleaves]

It might take him a while to find it, but taped to the back of a canvas is the card, which says,
Where you learned what the dividing line between wine and vinegar tastes like before deciding to name a planet after me anyway.

[futaille]

"Oh! That was at the Bacchanal after last Dark! Where was... Hold on." He digs around a bit more before discovering his original invitation used as a bookmark in a copy of The Picture of Dorian Gray. "Ha!"

Back out the doors he goes.

[vineleaves]

"Aww, you kept the invitation?" Dionysus says, touched.

[futaille]

"Of course I kept the invitation!"

[vineleaves]

"That's so sweet, love." He grabs Grantaire's hand to pull him into a kiss.

[futaille]

He wraps his free arm around Dionysus as he returns the kiss in question. Thankfully he's not in any particular rush.

[vineleaves]

Dionysus draws the kiss out, one hand up in Grantaire's hair and the other wrapped around his waist. It's really a good thing Grantaire isn't in a hurry.

[futaille]

When the kiss ends, he lets out a little sigh and smiles. One more quick kiss and then he reluctantly pulls away to continue.