Jane F & Peter P
Jane really did hate getting all dolled up and the like, but it was worth it to get funding on their research. It was even worth the tray of pastries she'd purchased from the bakery as their contribution to the food club. They were so close to creating an actual Einstein Rosen bridge, but they needed a lot of specialized equipment which meant they needed money. Lots and lots of money. This was a necessary evil as far as she was concerned, so she grabbed a glass of wine and promised herself that she'd be home soon to cuddle with her boyfriend and their daughter.
She was in the middle of listening to a very boring, very wealthy old man explain how she was so lucky to have a brother who would share his successes with her. It was increasingly more and more difficult to maintain her interested expression when all she wanted to do was strangle him while also shoving her degrees down his throat. Honestly, the sexism was impossible sometimes. Finally, she was able to exit the conversation, after promising her brother would be in touch.
Jane drained her wine glass and headed for the bar to get another. She was going to need it if she was going to survive tonight and get any amount of funding.