Piotr and Megan
From the outside, it must have seemed quite err.. telling the way they did those things, laughing, smiling, hugging and yet, well it could be worse, she nearly clung to Vic the entire time she was around him, almost cuddled up against him and he was gay, involved with Mason and most seemed to know that. So maybe, maybe they just chalk it up to it being her and her being like that. Piotr's reputation may yet survive, afterall even though she was 18 she wasn't overly endowed like most of the women, or built like a supermodel like the rest, so many thought of her as a child.
She took another sip of her punch when he did, because her throat was feeling a little dry. At this point she did know there was alcohol in the punch, Violet had told her, but it wasn't like there was anything else to drink, and she had already been toasted enough not to think about it beyond 'slow down'.
It's Pixie! Of course her imagination would turn a vast wasteland into an adorable fantasy, he's lucky she doesn't really believe it's home to Santa Clause and his elves. "No really, I read it a coupla years ago in the news, Siberia exports like tons of mammoth ivory a year cause they find it during the spring melts and when it rains and stuff and it's ivory and it keeps them from hunting elepha... oh.. no riding wolves? What about riding reindeer, you really have riding reindeer though, right?"