Anna couldn't help but to be affected by Nina's rather contagious energy. She wasn't [i]entirely[/i] sure if this was the actual Nina or if it was just an exaggerated version of her propped up by alcohol. But still, she liked the energy. It was rare that you find this kind of energy in grown ass adults with a job and everything. Most of the time, everyone was too sad about the fact that the world was going to shit and that baby boomers were doing nothing but ragging on the generations ahead of them while making things terrible for them. But Nina... Nina seemed like she was cut from an entirely different cloth. At least, her drunk self was. But if Anna knew anything about drunk people -- it was that alcohol brought out people's true natures. Nice people turned into assholes, and assholes turned into sweethearts. Was Nina an asshole sober? Maybe, but it was far more likely that she was the sweetest person on Earth.

"Oh, I can't [i]believe[/i] that I'm standing in front of Jett [i]freakin'[/i] Ollison!" Nina swooned. The look on her face said it all. That was a look that was pure, concentrated fascination and possibly infatuation with the music star. So [i]that[/i] was what rabid fanaticism looked like. Nina looked like she was about to pass out from the fact that she was standing in front of Jett, and Anna sort of wanted to see that happen. But, before she could make a mental bet with herself, Nina turned around with the goofiest smile on her face. "Dude, can't you believe that freakin [i]Jett Ollison[/i] is right in front of us?" The girl beamed, before Anna shrugged, taking a sip of the drink Nina had just handed her. "Yeah, I can believe he's in front of us." Anna's tone was rather dismissive and one that lacked emotion and surprise, indicating that she wasn't really enthusiastic that Jett Ollison, music superstar, was in front of her. Nina didn't know that Anna didn't know or care who Jett was. 

"...really? That's odd." Nina continued, before she turned back to Jett. It seemed like Nina immediately forgot about the existence of Anna as she turned to gush about Jett to Jett. "I looooooved your latest album. It was soo fantastic!" It didn't take too long for Nina to descend into a long winded gush. She went through his entire discography starting with his early EPs. It was shit that Anna wasn't too entirely keen on listening in on, considering she could've just read everything she was saying on Google instead of listening to her talk at a million miles an hour. She just sipped on her drink, leaning against the drink table before she decided she had enough of Nina for the time being. She leaned out from behind her and gestured that she was going somewhere else to Jett, before she took another sip and made her way to the dance floor. 

But before she could really make it far, she ran into someone. Her pink hair was brighter than the sun, but yet it fascinated Anna enough to stop her. "Oh. I'm sorry." Anna said, before checking her drink to make sure that it was okay. Not a single drop was spilled, and that was good news to Anna. Looking up, she looked at the Asian woman who looked back at the Ukrainian. "No, it's okay. It's dark." The pink-haired girl apologized, before looking over Anna once again. "You on the show? Well, you must be, considering you're on the floor without any equipment. I'm Ashley!" Ashley held her hand out for Anna, where she briefly hesitated due to the sudden explosion of energy and the transition of emotions. Did the producers just want to hire balls of energy? What was with the people here?

"Anna." She shook Ashley's hand, "It's good to meet you."