Rogue had had all the confidence of the world for a few days. Then she slipped up, did a thing, and now agreed to be here. It was making her stand on shaky ground. Not that she regretted the thing (just the opposite) but the confidence was wearing off.
and it showed. "Last thing I want to be known for, being a spoil sport. That's lovely, Laura. I bet there's something that does that here. I mean how could there not be?" she smiled, even if all she wanted to do was bolt the other way. DisneyLand was so not for Rogue. "I suppose if we're making sure I stay hydrated I can't go find the alcohol huh?" she mused.