It really was hot in the bar. But given all of the factors of drinks and people, it made sense. So Elena wasn't really thinking about it. Then, something strange happened. Elphaba hugged Damon. And she remained latched onto the vampire. Which was even weirder. But what was weirder yet? The feeling of jealousy that welled up inside of the brunette. It didn't make sense. For one, she knew that Elphaba loved Galinda. And two? She wasn't with Damon.
So, because of this jealousy, Elena did the most logical thing. She pried Elphaba off of Damon before turning her attention to the vampire.
"Well, since you're here, you should get something to drink. I mean, we can't have anymore because the bar keeper is being mean and says no, but you should totally get something to drink." Nodding to prove her point, Elena stumbled into Damon, flushing brightly. Damon had pretty eyes. Idly, she wondered if he knew that. But she wouldn't say that. Not here, at least.