Ana Lewis wasn't cold, and she approached parties as rather serious business. It felt like they definitely needed a good party after the last several months. Her goal was to get as drunk as she could and find out who on earth was called Cinderella back home and why they had a princess crown that was real. The temptation was great to steal the diamonds, but after seeing what the gods could do, Ana was in no hurry to piss them off.

But it was a pretty tiara.

Belly upping to the bar and feeling a bit overdressed in her nude lace and leather, she ordered one of the shots, slammed it and then raised a finger for a second.