Maria + Open
Maria had dressed down and headed to Sunny's with her fool-proof fake id (even if someone in town knew her real age, they couldn't argue with a real id). She'd gotten herself a vodka Coke and then made her rounds saying hello to those she'd met at other parties so far in town. Maybe Tarrytown wasn't so bad. But Maria had never been able to turn down a chance to sing - it was better than therapy in her mind.
She sat at a little two-top near the stage and started just main-lining cocktails, cheering every singer on and signing up a couple of times herself.