She could tell that Kate was already catching on to the ulterior motive for the party but the girl was keeping it to herself and that was fine for now. She also saw those pretty eyes flicker to her chest for just a fraction of a second. This was going to be fun. Her smile widened to a Cheshire grin when the question was asked.<span style="color: indigo"> "Oh, we have a little bit of everything. Pick your poison." </span>The challenge in the Goth girl's tone was not as subtle as she thought, at least not to Abby and she grabbed a shot glass full of vodka.<span style="color: indigo"> "Cheers!" </span>She said, holding it up.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>