After hanging abouts with the Xander, Willow found herself stuck in a very life changing difficult decision that involved a cookie or soda. She counted out the change in her hand and gave a wistful sigh. "Oh couch change you pick now to be difficult." She blew a wisp of hair that'd strayed into her face away in annoyed exasperation.
People behind her in line were getting anxious, and so she stepped aside. A bit of a sigh escaped her-okay that was a little dramatic. But it was important! "If I get a cookie..then I'll just be thirsty and soda-less." She analyzed out loud and vaguely glanced over her shoulder at the band-Xander was right. The cover songs had been done one to many times before, and it just made her frown. So it was sorta sucky, but the Bronze was the place to be so for once she was going to be social. Just...how did she do that when she was quite terrified of the words all coming out wrong? or..at all if the person she picked to speak to was a boy. So idly she watched the band play, money forgotten in hand. Far to many thoughts running through her head for a party. She wanted to be young and stupid and seize the moment so why wouldn't her feet listen?