Tasha grinned, and wiggled her butt at Stephie, giving it a slap for good measure. "I never heard any complaints about slippery fingers before," Tasha purred into Stephie's ear as she hugged her.

"Hello, Joe!" Spectre bounced over to hug Joe as well, though he was clearly only high on sugar, if anything.

Mary snorted in amusement at Peter and his antics. "That's right! You're a bad influence, you know."

"He is!" Svetlana's svelte form appeared behind Joe, baby Rasputina in tow. "Hi Thomas! Happy birthday!"