Ever since their last spectacularly failed attempt at socialization, it was difficult to get Jessica out for a party. How bad could it be, Wanda coaxed, they knew people here, it was a small get together. It would be fun, she assured Jess, and only doubted that once they'd stepped inside to find more guests than she'd expected and a lot of them strangers. Judging by the music and a lot of the outfits of those in attendance, this was definitely not Wanda's scene. Taking Jess's hand, she darted for the miraculously vacant love seat and sat down, Wicked's birthday gift in her lap and her arm looped in Jess's, clinging to her friend like a lifeline. Wanda saw a few people she knew, but none of them were her brother or Wicked. "Do you want something to drink?" she asked Jessica. Looking around at a lot of red solo cups, she almost felt like apologizing. This was déjà vu. Wanda hoped there was wine or hard liquor somewhere.