John left the siblings to their overdue reunion and turned back to the bar, ordering their group another round of shots. Pietro was already buzzing, which was amusing, and John wanted to be where he was.
He had two very simple goals for tonight: trashed and laid. He didn't think they were impossible to achieve, not tonight anyways. John was... attractive, in that bad boy with an attitude kind of way and he figured he could use that to his advantage.
Once the shots arrived he passed several over to Rogue and looked at Amara, only to get a shake of her head. Clearly she wasn't drinking tonight so he turned back around and ordered something non alcoholic for her, just so she could partake in the party.
John tossed a shot back and then rummaged out his cigarettes and ligher, discarding one vice for another.