Sonya hadn't expected to be invited along to something like this. She was effectively one or two steps up from the cleaning staff and was mildly curious whether a face she might have seen checking the lavatories, yesterday, might be sighted grooving on down here, today.
Of course, the young Russian had entered with a pleasant smile, not really recognising anyone, but since Grace had helped to save her from energy starvation, the girl was at least in a relatively healthy shape and she had headed almost immediately to the nearest beverages with an alcoholic bite.
And with roughly enough time for her to start feeling a little numb in the extremities, as well as totally not looking up the array of healthy specimens in the same room... Not consciously, at least... Ugh, maybe if she drank some more, it would tone down her hunger?
So it was that a light-headed Sonya was feeling just at ease with herself to start nodding along to the music and... Maybe dancing a little bit... OK, enough to swish her crimson hair about and...
Was it karaoke? Sonya wasn't quite sure if the music she could hear was, but she had just taken to holding a glass like a microphone and belting out a heavily-accented rendition of Ugly Kid Joe's 'Everything About You'. Except, in her case, with most of the lyrics either being confused or just entirely replaced.
"AAAND IIIII AM BE HATES YOUR FUCKING SISTERSSS...!"