A joint birthday party with Roger Davies almost seemed surreal to Penelope. When he first mentioned the idea, Penny initially thought he was joking. Somehow it actually came together and now she was standing in the Leaky Cauldron surrounding by loads of people, many of whom she didn't know. It amazed her how friendly people became when invited to an open bar birthday party. Penny imagined that the bulk of the guests knew Roger one way or another, but she was fine with that. The friends she had invited showed up and she was having a splendid time.
Penelope nearly always felt like she was in the minority when it came to social type things. She wasn't one to drink and she was quite conservative about certain topics and didn't really feel the need to throw herself at any guy who looked at her as if he may be interested. Tonight was a bit out of the ordinary for her. She was already four alcoholic beverages in and found herself giggling at the stupidest things. Shaking her head didn't seem to help clear out the slight fogginess that was taking over.
When she arrived at the party, she had been wearing a nice cardigan over a spaghetti strap tank top and jeans. After the first few drinks had warmed her, Penelope had lost the cardigan sweater and was walking around a bit more exposed than she normally was in public.
At some point, she had moved away from Oliver and a few other friends and now she found herself standing alone near the bar.