Ken came up beside her and leaned slightly against the bar as he ordered himself a drink. He took a sip of the whiskey before responding to her. "Yes. Out of my element for sure," he told her. Gryffindor at a Slytherin party? Yes. Very much out of his element.
He was mid sip when she asked if he was friends with Flint. He nearly choked on his drink. Ken regained his composure and chuckled a little. "No. Not a friend of Marcus. Just meeting some friends here."