Walking swiftly and purposefully back from the bathroom (mascara-less, yay!), Elena again found her way back to the table at which she had left Reno. "A club, Reno?" Elena half-demanded before she sat down, hands on her hips. But she was in no mood to argue, and only sat herself down tiredly without waiting for a response.

He did seem to be smiling just a little too smugly, Elena would think in retrospect, but she thought nothing of it at the time.

It had been a long day already, anyway... but at least her water was here- Elena was incredibly thirsty. Maybe she had been a little too hard on Reno after all, she considered as she sighed and shook her head, reaching for the drink. Elena took a long drink from the glass before her. At least he could do something ri-

And then the entire room swerved and turn upside down for a moment.

"Reno, what is this?" Elena asked, her words already ever so slightly slurred as she brought the glass quickly and carelessly down from her mouth. But she knew the answer almost before she caught the stifled grin spreading across the redhead's face. Alcohol. And something really, really strong. She was once again at a loss for words. "This-this is not water!" she managed to stammer out in frustration.

But it hardly came across as threatening, or even very angry. Elena rarely went drinking- unlike Reno and Rude- and the two made fun of her regularly for her particularly low tolerence of the substance. And the blonde could already tell that the drink was starting to have an effect on her, and it was most likely obvious to Reno as well.

Especially as she put the remainder of her drink sloppily down onto the table with a small pout, simply looking at it as a drop or two spilled over the sides.