TNDG Day 10: Clique Post

[The call that went out for the remaining Ushiromiyas was a single hoarse holler. Into the sci-fi set they go. Lotus is here, wearing a knee-length dress of such sheer and currently unsmooth fabric that she may or may not have slept in it. Her bedside table hosts a red-and-black checkered glass of heavily diluted absinthe, and a bouquet of blue and white flowers.]

All of us are here who are going to be here? Good.