As was customary for Rose at this point she'd wandered around most of the dinner seeing to the serving of the others and once they'd been seated and had started to eat and weren't needed she slid into the chair next to her mistress. Onyx hadn't deposited a gallon down her gut today and so she felt she'd be able to really enjoy the meal that she'd prepared. She'd even gone so far as to prepare herself a bit of wine. She enjoyed the cooked meat that she'd had, nodding in approval at how the fire roaster worked better than expected to cook the meat all the way through. The simple invention was powered by air currents to keep turning the spit so the whole thing would keep going in a circle. It made the meat fall practically off the bone.<br/><br/>She even enjoyed a bit of the sweet red wine that Celeste had ordered brought up from the cellar. She had no real taste for wine and poured just a mouthful at first. Enjoying the taste she filled her cup to sample more. Which was perhaps a bit to much perhaps as Rose was significantly smaller and lighter than her companions and that one glass turned into a large amount for the FennMink. She found herself getting giggly and more than a little close to her mistress. Chittering and dooking as she took small bites off of her plate and put them onto the dragons in exchange for what it was hard to say.<br/><br/>She darted forward taking a sip out of her mistress's cup when the wine was gone from her own. She gave a foxy purr of appreciation at the taste and eventually settled back against the chair, making content noises to herself. By the time the announcement for baths were made Rose found herself leaning and swaying heavily as she stood up. Her cup and a sip of the wine being a lot for the small hybrid who normally didn't drink. She put her hands on the chair to steady herself. "Bathsright," she slurred. Her hands gripped her superior's to keep herself at pace with them. The simple truth was going to be a massive headache for the inventor when she woke up in the morning under the pile of bodies.<br/><br/>Her large ears tracked the sounds around her and her mismatched eyes gleamed with mischief, the foxy tail swished as she swayed along with the others up the stairs.