After thoroughly annoying her brother, Sloane rather thought she might try and find Hatch to hoist her presence upon him as well, but she couldn't quite seem to locate him. Or Ned. Or Sisse. Where was everybody hiding? Had Ned or Sisse even been invited? She had heard through the grapevine that prefects didn't exactly get invited to things? Not unreasonable, but not as much fun without them...

"Alice!" She greeted her friend cheerfully not completely unlike how she'd managed to harass her brother earlier. She was now a glass and a half of punch in and was rather starting to think it wasn't just punch... "Have you tried this? It's pretty tasty. Are you having a good time? Have you seen Lester?" Why was she asking so many questions?

"Sorry, I think this is spiked and I should probably put it down." Sloane casually put her glass off to the side on a nearby table and was practically bouncing on the balls of her feet. "Right, so, having fun?" She managed a little less maniacally, even though she knew her hair was turning pink at the ends without her trying.