at the food table, 8:30 p.m. - max
BB's stomach growled, leading her back to the now picked-over food table. She grabbed a green paper plate and started to sort through the deeply Irish themed offerings, trying to decide on what sounded good and mostly ending up with more of the vodka-soaked gummies. She noted a familiar face by the snack table, which emblazoned a wide grin across her face.
"Maxie! Hey! I didn't even see you come in, all part of those Jane Bond skills, right?" She switched the plate to her other hand, using her now-free one to touch Max's shoulder. "Swanky party, amirite, though probably not the fanciest one you've ever been to. I don't know about you, but I definitely need something more to drink to wash all of this down."