Madison leaned away from the action when the tall redhead decided to flop into the chair sideways, hiding the face of amused shock behind the quiche she was currently eating. She was fantastic, that was good. For a moment Madison thought - and hoped - she would make a scene about how lonely she was but then again, Evie wasn't that lonely anymore, was she? All the same, some drunken melancholy could have ensued. Apparently, it hadn't.
"I'm grand!" Madison replied, widening her smile as she wiped the corners of her mouth with the napkin she had been holding under the plate. "It's been pretty great but it could still get better..." it depended, right now, on how drunk Evie was willing to get. Which seemed to be hard to quantify. Speaking of which, Madison could use another drink; just as soon as she was done with the mini-quiches.