It didn't even dawn on him what getting drunk would do, but he found the odd sensations that the drinks gave him interesting and the calculating personality- though aware of just how the night would end- still wanted to know the effects on all three of them. They hadn't tried anything like this before.
Xander was determined not to leave. He had wanted this dance maybe more than she did, but he had tried everything to impress her only to fail horribly. There was no winning it seemed for the puppy. The grin flickered from his lips as she told him what the party was like. The calculating personality informed him that she was right that it was in their best interest not to go to such a party- if not because of the things she listed but because of what the violent one might do in that situation. "Why would they do drugs in a closet?" He asked innocently, confusion flickering across his features.