Hayley had expected to be the guide, so she was surprised when Saranja took off towards the punch bowl with better accuracy of step than she did. She had to whisper a few apologies as she accidentally knocked a few people; she really wasn't good at this. However, not being handed a drink made sense when Saranja whispered to her. Her eyes widened; spiked with alcohol?! Was that normal?

The Satyr just sipped it, so it must be.... Hayley took a cup and filled it, bringing the drink up to take a sip, although she had to pause as it got close to her nose; it smelt really strong! [color=f26522]"It's a party, right?"[/color] she said rather weakly as she finally took a big sip of the drink. Bleh! It tasted horrible! She didn't spit it out but she knew she wasn't going to enjoy it. However, it would be rude to reject it, so she held onto the cup begrudgingly. Her head tilted though when Saranja addressed another; was that a human snake?

[i]Why not? We have everything else..[/i] she thought to herself, although she was a little nervous which showed in the aura around her, and she held Saranja's arm to remain close to her. The Satyr was always a soothing influence on her.

[@CMDR Melander][@Blazion]