The glitter ball war was still in full swing, and the causalities were climbing. Some ignored it, some were getting drunk, some were leaving, and others... well...
"Reno!" a voice called out just enough to get the guy's attention, before a glitter ball was being thrown directly at him. A short distance away -- but well out of easy reach -- Alana was already starting to walk backwards, barely watching the results of her toss. Once it landed? She'd be gone.