Nancy Gama & Laurel Lance
Laurel was not about to miss the New Year's Eve celebration at her sister's club. Dressed in a simple, but slinky black dress, Laurel held a mocktail of one of the offered 20's cocktail recipes in hand as she made her way through the club. Sara had outdone herself with the decorations and the blond was impressed. It was a great way to kick off a new decade and mirroring it after the 1920's was a fantastic idea.
Having found herself suddenly hungry, Laurel finished off her mocktail and made her way over to the food. A shoulder gently bumped her own and Laurel turned, hoping she hadn't upset anyone's drink or knocked someone over. Thankfully, she heard a familiar voice and Nancy was okay. Laurel offered her former ship roommate a gentle smile. She was glad to see Nancy here tonight.
"Nancy, no worries. I was worried I knocked you over or your drink, but there is no harm so it's fine," Laurel reassured her. "How have you been? It's good to see you out here tonight."