They're all in this scene in one way or another.
Below is just a short excerpt from Justin Briggs. Given that it's Halloween, I decided to post a brief scene from a party that goes awry. Dressed as Indiana Jones, the protagonist attends a Halloween party with his fiancee, dressed as Marion from Raiders of the Lost Ark. An argument before going inside sends her running off, so he goes inside to look for her.
Someone made up a barrel of trash can punch for the party. Despite the abundance of Everclear, the red punch tasted innocent. The pineapples and cherries did not. The fruit soaked in the liquor overnight and swelled up to twice the normal size.
Justin added the Jack Daniels to his punch and sucked it down with a massive cherry. As he ladled more punch into his cup, a half-thawed ice ring of eyeballs floated to the surface. The knowledge that they were fakes didn’t keep the chill from running up his spine.
Justin scanned the room for Stacey. An assortment of witches, werewolves, and mummies bounced around to “Don’t Fear the Reaper.” He bumped into a redheaded nurse with her cleavage peeking out of her costume. Her drink spilled, but she didn’t seem to care. She touched him on the arm, causing his pulse to accelerate.
“Love the outfit,” she said with a wink.
“Thanks,” he said. “All nurses should look like you. It should be a prerequisite for nursing school.”
She laughed. “You want to get out of here? Go somewhere less crowded?”
He hadn’t been out of practice so long that he didn’t realize what she was getting at.
“Actually, I’m looking for my better half. Have you seen a girl in a white dress with…”
A giant Pepto-Bismol bottle walked right past him him. It had to be his friend Tyler. He’d laid out his costume plan weeks ago. He’d sketched it out and hunted down a white lampshade at a garage sale so he’d have a lid. Justin never thought he’d do it. He marveled at Tyler’s accomplishment and envied him for not wearing a boring store-bought costume.
He tipped his hat to the nurse and said, “If you’ll excuse me for just a moment.”
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