[Claire and Gwen]
"Quality soda?" Gwen asked, then gave a gentle tut-tut. "Really. No one's watching. You could have a little rum in your Coke tonight if you wanted to." Gwen wasn't always such a bad influence. But she was tipsy. Having fun. And she wanted Claire to have fun, too.
And she'd seen Stiles with a grin on his face that she assumed meant he had something more than ice in his coke, too.
"Good music, though. You wanna dance? We should dance!"