Tabitha and 'Damien' kept dancing for a little while until Tabitha complained, "I'm boredddd, let's get some drinks." 

Diana hesitated. Virtually the only reason she came in the first place was to remain sober and keep an eye out for her friends. "Er, no thanks," she replied. Tabitha looked up at her with an innocent pouty face.

"But Damien..." she whined.

"Sorry," Diana replied simply. She was ready to leave Tabitha and rejoin the others. "I better go now, it was nice mee-"

"Noo!" Tabitha suddenly complained loudly. She clutched Diana's hand tightly to the point where it started to hurt. "I thought we had something," she said in a softer voice, still tipsy from drinks she had earlier. Louder again, she added, "I thought you were different from the other boys! You [i]player[/i]!"

"Listen, you're drunk, you're overreact-"

"--I don't want to hear it!" Tabitha snapped, clutching Diana's hand even tighter and dragging her to the drinks table.