Katie wasn't any happier at being at this thing. She liked a party well enough, but this was.. not her style at all. She'd much prefer something involving beer and sports and being able to wear her favourite pair of jeans. She felt absolutely out of place in her little black dress and heels, as evidenced by the face she made at her best friend.
"Five minutes?" she mused hopefully. She knew it wasn't likely that they would get away with leaving so soon, but a girl could dream, right?
"I'm casting my vote for getting completely smashed as soon as possible," she added. This whole thing would be more bearable if they were plastered.