“I just… Lena!!” Paige giggled as the slightly shorter woman was already ordering a drink for their professor through the bartender. It wasn’t that the brunette was opposed or protesting, she was as on-board with shenanigans as her lighter-haired counterpart, but sending a drink was a forward, bold move that Paige wasn’t exactly ready for in the moment.<br/><br/>That is, until, the bartender gestured to them and their new drinks with a jab of his thumb. Paige broke out into a grin that lit up her face and hoisted her own glass, eyes flicking to Lena as she took a sip while the professor toasted to them. That quick little glance almost made her miss his invitation over to his side of the bar. Raising her eyebrows at Lena, Paige already reached out to set her hand in her friend’s and let the slim girl lead the way through the crowd.<br/><br/>Drinks in hand, laughing softly to each other, Paige hissed in Lena’s ear as they twisted and turned their way through the growing crowd towards where their professor sat at the bar. “Lena! Oh my god… He’s definitely cuter outside of the classroom!”<br/><br/>She didn’t catch what Lena said back to her as they finally stepped up to where Martin Bartlett was sitting. He’d turned, putting his back to the bar to face them, and now Paige stood on his left, with Lena on his right. Paige squeezed Lena’s hand before letting it go to take a sip of her drink as Professor Bartlett spoke, thanking them for the drink and voicing his surprise at their appearance in the club.<br/><br/>Paige grinned. It was easier to talk to the professor in this sort of setting. In the classroom, he had the power. Here, there was more equal footing and less intimidation. Although the consequences were no less dramatic, depending on which way the conversation turned. “This is the first time we’ve been here,” she confessed, gesturing between her and Lena. “And tonight, we wanted to try something new. So far, its been a great time.”