This was losing its charm. Now it was just some dude trying to get a drunk girl to leave the place with him, which ordinarily would be shady as fuck and spell out only bad things for her, but in this case Madison thought Evie was fine. But watching the eternal struggle between the drunk and gravity wasn't exactly fun. At least Jack had taken the bottle away, which meant Madison had a good chance of accompanying her second chocolate souffle with more chocolate in liquid, alcoholic form. So, silver linings. Of course The Bride of Drunkenstein didn't want to leave the party, however, even though it wasn't remotely off the hook at all. Then again that seemed to be her speed anyway, drunk or not.
"You can always come back later, it's not gonna be over soon!" Madison offered, helpful as ever, with a smile as sweet as the souffle she really, really wanted more of. She gave Jack a knowing wink, taking another sip of her wine. Her last, alas. But as Evie had only drank a little bit of hers, at least that she didn't have to get a refill of just yet.