Olivia smiled and nodded when the girl said her name. "Yup, I'm Olivia." she responded and smiled in thanks at the bartender. She gripped the glass containing orange juice and vodka. The girl sipped at it, flinched a little from the sting of the alcohol and then glanced up at Ivy since she was inches taller than her. "Ivy? Right?" Olivia asked and hoped that she was right.
Her eyes shifted up to the top hat perched on Ivy's head and for a moment she was a bit confused at her clothing. It was odd...but for some reason Ivy could pull it off and make it look slightly normal. "I'm...tired. Stressed." she said with a sigh and a roll of her eyes. "And you?" Olivia continued on, a polite smile on her face.
As Olivia looked around the room she felt someone bump into her, her head spun around and saw a man smiling at her and then a wink crossed his face. Olivia's eyebrows went up and she glared at him. Gross, she thought and spun back around to face Ivy. Some men are disgusting, she continued to think and sipped her drink again.