Elliot snickered a little at Eden's comment. "You never know," Elliot replied to the furby comment, "This could be the year that the Furby apocalypse begins." She finished the beer in her cup. This left her with the question wandering through her mind. Should she get another. She figured she wasn't too bad right now. At least she wasn't catching things on fire, but she also figured that it would be a good idea to draw the line a good bit before that started happening. Still, she was a teenager and she did just have to work a shitty open to near close shift.
Her eyebrows rose as she felt impressed by Eden's skill at hair dying. "I may need to talk to you if I ever decide to color mine," she told the colorful girl. She finally decided that she would indeed get another drink. It was a party after all, so why not be a little care free. "Last time I tried it, I got frustrated and wound up melting the little plastic thing that came with the dye."