Drunk? There would be drinking here? Swallowing, Beth nodded, following Berta's insistant tugs and heading into the cluster of people. Everyone did seem absorbed in their own worlds, talking and laughing and pushing an hanging on each other. A lot of the people looked way too young to be drinking alcohol, but they seemed really happy. Maybe it wasn't as dangerous as her parents always said it was.
"So um... what exactly are we supposed to be doing?" she asked nervously. "Do we just stand around and talk, or are we supposed to... dance? Or something?"