Penny rolled her eyes at Leon, snorting. "Suck it up. If they hadn't done it I would've." Taking the two shots of Sprite in hand, she lifted them at the bartender before throwing one back and sighing heavily. This was not fooling her at all in the way she had hoped it would. But the other one she dumped onto Leon's pants as a demonstration before putting both glasses down on the bar. "Like so."
Noting Ansel's arrival, Penny smiled and went over, giving him a hug. "Ansel! Is my phone ready? Thanks," she grinned, taking it from him and kissing his cheek. "You should stay! Come on, get drunk with the boys," she teased, grabbing his hand and dragging him over against his will, plopping him down in the stool she had just vacated before going over to Hank with a lifted brow.
"You, sir, should not be out getting shitfaced tonight, you should be home recuperating. You look miserable and tired! Go home," Penny pressed, pushing his shoulder teasingly, but saying the words in complete and total seriousness.