Elliot giggled a bit at Eden's whole, make out with the band comment. She doubted it was something she would choose to do for real, but she also knew that if she got that annoyed, there was no telling how far she may go. She took another sip of her new drink. She was getting close to the point of forgetting that she was supposed to take it easy on the alcohol. Probably not a good thing, but she was beginning to enjoy the feeling of letting go.
"That would definitely be a good idea," she said in response to the computer program that could show what she may look like after her hair was colored. "I can try to come over next week, or you can come by the store some time," she suggested, "I might be able to hook you up with a discount." Mostly, she would just make it look as though she, Elliot, had bought it with her employee discount.
Dancing? Usually the idea was something she steered away from, but the more her inhibitions left her, the more willing she was to do things she wouldn't on a normal basis. Perhaps it was because she wouldn't be dancing with a guy. Perhaps it was just that she would be having fun with a friend. Whatever it was, she thought the idea was wonderful, so she smiled and nodded, "I'd love to!" She handed her beer to some random person, without any objection on the person's part, and followed her friend to the dance floor.