Jennifer loved D.C. in the spring; the cherry blossoms, the breeze, the ordinary tourists that were so fun to watch as they got confused on the metro. She really loved the parties the various departments of the Bureau threw too, even if it wasn't quite what she would have preferred.
They were in one of the event halls today, which had been enchanted to look entirely like the national mall. It would have been too dangerous to have the Memorial Day barbecue in public where anyone could stumble on it, especially with the magic involved to make it as entertaining as possible, so they moved it inside where the weather was practically perfect and the cool breeze almost felt real.
The barbecue part was nice, too: hot dogs and hamburgers just like the northerners liked to do it, with all kinds of barbecue from all over the country. She had eaten her fill of all of it by the time the enchanted ceiling had dimmed to the colors of dusk and some band from some department was playing, and instead made her way to the bar for another drink, because what else was she going to do?
She had a few friends here, but not many. Mostly she was just here for the food.