Decent, but definitely not enough to be toppling over things, which was nice. Monica wasn't thinking of getting drunk tonight if she could help it, which she most likely could. Tipsy, maybe - and even if she hadn't been thinking that, there was nothing she could do about it at this point. But not drunk.
Monica obviously did not realize he had been coming after all, thinking as she always did people had better things to do, like her. And the fact that she could feel someone about a foot behind her wasn't so uncommon in a place like this. It was just when he spoke and she realized it was the guy from the bar that Monica gave a little start and turned around. "Holy shit." She muttered under her breath, before looking up at him.
"Okay well, you didn't need to come all the way here to let me know that." In fact, this sneaking up on people to let them know they had nothing to beware of when it came to him, actually produced the opposite effect. Even in a somewhat cute, mysterious looking, dark-haired-blue-eyed man.