"Uh huh. I go hard or go home." Shut up, Megan, that was totally a chocolatini you were having earlier. Though to be strictly fair, it's not like she considers a -tini anything to actually count as alcoholic. "That'd be why I've not seen you, then! I don't think I've even met half the people there, it's so huge." She half-turns towards her and the empty stool next to her, a clear invitation that Irene is welcome to sit if she'd like.