Penny stood there with a brow raised as she stared at Leon, endlessly amused. Although, of course, there was that non-stop voice in the back of her head repeating just one more time, That is the father of my child. Awesome. Still, Penny contained a giggle and leaned down to whisper conspiratorially in Hank's ear, "You gotta help me come up with stuff to keep him going. Have a camcorder on you?"
Hey, it wasn't a good night if she couldn't embarrass Leon. Nor was it a good night if she wasn't meeting someone new. She waved flirtatiously at Nate- as always- and resting her arm on Hank's shoulder to confuse the image even more. "I'm a great girl? You hit the bottle before you came here, didn't you," she laughed, shaking her head.
And then she was in Jake's arms and grinned, hugging him back and giving him a quick peck on the cheek before frowning. "So where's the boofriend? I can't believe you went for a male version of me, you might as well have just gone for me," Penny added teasingly, elbowing him a bit before looking down the bar at Ansel. Poor Ansel. He needed to be socialised.
"Don't torture him, Drunk Care Bear," Penny sighed, before getting an evil smirk on her face and standing behind Ansel, clapping her hands on his shoulders. "Allow me. Drink can wait, Professor, it's time to dance!" she laughed, grabbing his hand and once more tugging him out of the chair to make him dance with her. Eventually she'd let him go, but what fun would that be without a bit of torture?