Ebonshield sidled up to her, looking pleased that she seemed to know about it. "My chico said that the event may be 'rowdy,' but that it would be fun and well-attended and, if I disagreed, that we could find entertainment elsewhere as well." She bobbed her head sideways, looking aimlessly around the room. "And as for the imbibing, I have a small box of the 'Maestro Cazador' which I will bring as a gift..."