Ruby had been weaving her way around the dance floor for about a half an hour already; sometimes stepping into the heart of the undulating crowd with random partners, but mostly just hovering around the edges, listening to snatches of conversation, and tempting dancers with her lush curves and vibrant red lips.
She made her way over to the bar now, her equally vibrant hair pinned up just enough to look like it could tumble down at a moment's notice, while offering a peek at her slender neck and pale shoulders; her cheeks slightly flushed from her last dance. It wasn't hard for her to ooze through the throng to lean on the bar, though she wasn't afraid to give a few dirty looks, and a maybe well-placed elbow to one intoxicated ape who tried to hug her curves a bit too close for comfort on the way.
Once she reached her destination, however, she was all bright eyes and smiles as she ordered a cold one. Oh, yes, this scene was familiar to her as well. But was there room at the bar for both of them?