It had seemed as though the stars had aligned to form a big glass of the strongest booze available, seeing as drinking was what Nisha had been doing pretty much all day and also what she would be doing for the rest of the evening. Dinner first, though, of course, and then off to finding some kid she'd seen in the 'clouds' talking about boozing up. After all drinking with company was even better than alone, especially when you had a head start.
She stepped into the elevator wearing something only slightly different than what she'd been wearing before (because she'd sweated those clothes straight into the hamper), and leaned against the available 'wall', assuming everyone was going down and thus the closest person would press the appropriate button.
It all felt like the average elevator ride with strangers who also did not want to be there with strangers until the thing came to an abrupt stop and the lights went out. "...Shit." She murmured. The girl she had seen wearing all black made a joke and Nisha chuckled lightly if only because her addled senses weren't really up to freaking out just yet. "Despite what my family might tell you, I call not it."