Hope & Open
Dressing up for parties was fun and all, but Hope's only concern was that if she ate even one crumb of a pastry, her dress would split open and it would be one hell of an embarrassing wardrobe malfunction. Let's also not mention the high heels that could double as samurai blades in a pinch. But also would be the cause of blisters and owies.
But hey, she looked pretty good and she had lots of room to get drunk and get down with her bad self.
Maybe not the 'getting down with her bad self' option, but probably getting drunk. She was at the point where she wouldn't say no to a New Years one night stand either, and maybe the next rotation around the sun would be the year she followed the Christine trend of getting treated to a nice dinner and then never calling again. Her friend was so clever.
But anyway, for now she went to go fill up at the bar - she needed fuel and liquid courage in the form of a martini.