"Afraid of Lou's dishwasher?" She laughed, heading to the bar. She'd made a decent amount of friends there and was served pretty quickly, getting two beers and then sitting back down with Claire.
"American beer. It's like they'd rather have fourteen mediocre stinks to one really good one. But it'll do." She supposed it had to. Lou at least had some darker beers. That helped.
She nodded to the notepad Claire had. "I like that, you come prepared. I was just going to jot down ideas on my phone but your idea is way better. And to be fair, I don't know how much organizing we really need?" It was a just-for-fun party, not one of these elaborate ones the rest of the city seemed to keep throwing.