Mhairi's brows climb high. That wasn't what she'd thought she'd hear, what a poor sheltered soul.
Mhairi shakes her head, as she knocks back her appletini, probably not a great idea but she was the one who wanted to do shots, and watches Sasha and Oliver as they move away from the bar and onto the dance floor. The empty glass is back on the bartop and Mhairi starts to wobble a little. Maybe knocking two back like that wasn't a great idea. Oh well.
"No, I get it. Last Halloween, I danced with Sasha." and it wasn't just the part where Asa wanted to take them both into bed that was heart attack inducing. "And I think she was just trying to make me feel better, by not doing do great, but whatever. I'm just here to have some fun. So if that's making a fool of myself on the dance floor then so be it!" she exclaims!
Wait...did her words make sense?
...maybe.
"So are you gonna wanna make a fool of yourself with me?" Mhairi intches over to the path Oliver and Sasha just took, "But. If not, it's all good. S'we can chat." maybe she can get some more booze.