Lorna didn't have an I.D. on her, but the bouncer waved her through anyway. She figured it was because she looked old enough. Not at all aware that the majority of the island knew who she was based on description alone and he was making an educated guess. She was with Boom Boom, too, and Tabs was known to be an active brotherhood agent. What Tabs did, well, that was open to debate.
Lorna almost commented about the whole not human thing, that it didn't matter. But in the end held her tounge and offered a larger smile and a laugh. Magneto did that biggoted too and it seemed to be something that was encouraged on the island. It wasn't like mutants weren't human, despite the slur... but Magneto was as good as Hitler in spreading his mutant supremist ideals. If she put further thought into it, she was going to end up depressing herself. So Lorna didn't.
She shook it off and raised her arms with a happy hollar that could barely be heard inside the noise of the bar. The trade and barter system of Genosha made it so no one actually had to pay money for thier drinks but that meant variety was limited to what could be made on Genosha - unless it was somehow imported from other parts of the world, like Mags' stash of fine wines. Mutant Moonshine sounded good tonight though. And even if a few of the men were blue and others red and kind of scaley or in a few cases covered with orange fur, most of them were indeed, hawt.
Lorna took the inititive now, pulling out from under Tabby's arm and grabbing her wrist to drag her through the crowd without loosing her. First to the bar, holding up two fingers and taking whatever was given to them. And next to the dance floor. One that had mutants on the ground, ceiling, walls and the space between. Flying was officially awesome.
Spinning and downing half her drink, she grinned at tabs and gave another celebratory hollar. Then she moving her body to the music and dancing with whoever decided to rub up against her.