Lila and Daphne
"No, not at all," Lila said. "As I said, it's just beer. This jacket has seen worse."
"Nice to meet you, too, Daphne." She sipped from her own beer. It was beer, but that was all she could say for it. Nothing like the dark English beer she preferred. But when in Rome--or Midnight City--do as they did, she supposed.
"Looks pretty much like every frat party I've ever seen," Lila said, gesturing at the crowd. "Seems like everyone's pretty well behaved." She'd heard enough to know that relations among the various supernatural community weren't usually so smooth.