The blonde sister just looked at his gathering of empty glasses, partially disgusted, but mostly impressed. She had some major catching up to do. She downed what was left in her glass and turned around to order another. She scoffed at his inquiry. “I’m hardly by myself.” Before she could open her mouth to answer further, however, the fairy sister bounced over to the two of them, an excited smile on her face.<br/><br/>“Jenna! Oh. My. Gaia! Did you actually find somebody tonight?!” The blonde, who has been inadvertently introduced as Jenna, gave the fairy both a look of surprise and frustration, eyes wide and mouth agape. How dare she? As if she were incapable of hooking a monster for the night. She just wasn’t looking for anybody in particular at the moment. That’s all. But before she could say anything to object the fairy’s assumptions, the smaller sister bounced once more into the air, hovering just in front of Froth a few inches from his face. Her own face was filled with unbridled glee. “Are you going to karaoke with us, too?!”<br/><br/>Jenna could only groan now, her frustration more than apparent. She gave up. Burying her face into her glass, she downed a few more gulps of her second drink before gesturing her arm between the two, introducing her sister to the abominable snowman. “This is Gemma.” With another sigh she continued, begrudgingly, in a monotonous tone, “would you like to come karaoke with us?”<br/><br/>“Yes!! Come come! It’ll be so much fun!” Gemma practically yelled it as she twirled about in the air and then immediately leading the way for the two of them to follow. Jenna made sure to grab a third drink before scooting off of her seat to make her way upstairs, two hands now full of glasses, her second still with some alcohol in it and the third newly filled.<br/><br/>—————————————————————<br/><br/>Meanwhile, while Jenna was still talking to Froth at the bar, upstairs the foxy sister was leading along her centaur of choice. She made certain to sway her hips, in turn her tail as well, with each step as she made her way around the balcony of a floor, strutting between the tables that were set up on both sides of the floor as if she were on the catwalk. She would look back only a few times to give him the eyes as well as to ensure he was still following.<br/><br/>As she made her way around, she stopped a waiter who had just finished up taking care of a table. “Excuse me, you see that centaur behind me? Do me a favor, bring up a couple of glasses of whatever he’s drinking to karaoke booth B. Thanks.” With a quick nod from the gremlin waiter, the fox swept passed him and reached the corner she had specified to him. Set apart from the tables were a couple of couches set parallel facing each other. At one end of the couched was a small riser where a karaoke machine was set up with two microphones and a big screen tv mounted on the wall behind it to present the lyrics to the chosen songs. Draped over the setting and tied to the walls were two long, heavy, burgundy colored curtains. The Eta Omega Epsilon sister in Lawrence’s sights untied the drapes, letting them fall to completely cover the space. She grabbed one of the drapes and turned to look over at the centaur,  leering at him with a smirk, nodding her head towards the corner, until she disappeared behind it, leaving only her tail to brush around before it disappeared too.<br/><br/>———————————————————————<br/><br/>Lori could only stand there, stewing in her own frustrations. She didn’t blame him for following the fox. If anything, she blamed herself for not taking advantage of the alone time they had together earlier that evening. But she was too scared. Too afraid she’d embarrass herself or do or say something stupid.<i>You don’t need him</i>. She never felt she did, just that she wanted him. It might have been purely physical, but part of her thought her feelings might be more. Then again, maybe not, and she’s just overanalyzing. God what she wouldn’t do for a distraction.<i>You should have fun.</i>She should. This week was hell, almost literally, and this was supposed to be her time to unwind from it all.<br/><br/>With these thoughts, her stance changed a bit. Her cheeks were still rosy from the alcohol, but her posture was a bit taller now, her legs more relaxed should Lawrence notice. She rather hated that her discomfort with the situation was so apparent on her face that both Lawrence and Hugh felt they had to address it. Quickly, Lori brushed it off as if it were nothing. “Nah, it’s fine. We’re here to have fun. All of us. If he wants to have fun with miss fuzzbutt then that’s his choice. Me...I’d rather dance.” A smile crept on her face as she peered through the beads into the next room where lights were flashing, music was pounding, and people were dancing along to it all. From where she was situated, she couldn’t see the more promiscuous, and conspicuous, “dancing” further into the floor closer to the DJ booth. As far as she was concerned, this was just another club like in the human realm, and she wanted to be a part of that action.<br/><br/><i>Bring the gazebloom</i>.<br/><br/>Lori’s eyes shifted to Lawrence, sensing  his distress that she misinterpreted to be similar to her own. She felt for him. As somebody who nobody would go for as well back home, she knew that he would be the perfect dance partner. The two of them would lift each others’ spirits and have fun in the process. “Come on. Let’s go.” She said as she moved from her spot and grabbed her plant friend’s shirt by the sleeve “we’re going to show that naga that you don’t need her to have fun, and I can still have fun with my friend.” She smiled sincerely at him before dragging him with her through the beads, giggling a bit with excitement as she pulled him along. Once inside, should he obliged to her request, they would find a space big enough for the two of them for her to immediately start dancing with him.<br/><br/>The incubus watched this and his grin crept as wide as it could manage. The pawns are in place. He needed a new vantage point. As soon as Lori disappeared behind the beaded doorway, he rose from his stool in the back corner shadows and made his way towards and up the stairs. As soon as he reached the top step, he spotted and chosen the first empty table set next to the railing overlooking the dance floor. Taking his new seat, he leaned back and peered over, looking for the two of them and waiting for the show to begin.