Cat rolled her eyes, "Can we keep the politics out of our fun tonight? Traitor or no, he's hot. And if I can get into his pants, I'm going to."
She grabbed another shot and downed it, giving a whoop of delight at the feel of it burning down her throat. Cat threw an arm around the back of Tabitha's chair, smirking playfully, "Besides, tonight I'm all yours and I think that's rather generous of me."