( The thing is, Clary loves Halloween. She always has. And while part of her is sure she's supposed to not now that she knows all about the real things that go bump in the night, her enthusiasm for costumes and silly spooky stuff has not dimmed. In fact, tonight is even better because she's high on the success of getting Jace to wear a costume. It's like all her teenage fantasies come to life.

The first thing she does is eye up the cocktail menu, because Magnus never disappoints when it comes to his magical concoctions. Unfortunately, producing electricity is an integral part of being a Pikachu and considering that won't happen, she leaves the last on the list well enough alone for now. Instead she picks up Frankenstein's Monster and takes a sip, grinning when it zaps all the way down. To whoever is nearest, Clary's proclamation comes loud and clear. ) Okay, you have to try this. It's like how you think poprocks and coke would be like, only less deadly.

( Join her. )

( She's not all that disappointed they didn't win the costume competition - though she's going to lament to Jace that they were robbed any time he's in earshot. She's just pleased to have done something a little dumb and a lot fun. When the winners are announced though, she happily ditches the mask and the gloves in favour of free movement and heads to where the majority of the partygoers have gathered.

Clary drags whoever she can find onto the dancefloor with ease. Protests are ignored and people implored upon ( she is going to get Alec to dance with her if it kills her, watch this space ) but most of the time she's looking Jace's way. Or one memorable moment forgetting they're in public and leaning over to kiss him mid song, tasting of magic and alcohol. Maybe she should have mentioned to old acquaintances that they weren't actually related, oh well. Rest assured though, she's definitely down to boogie, shimmying to whoever has stopped moving to beam at them. )

You're next on my list, come on!

( WILDCARD. Hit me up with whatever!! )