Evangeline laughs and nods, agreeing. "Yeah, totally. I always assume that nobody knows me if I haven't already met them. Then when I introduce myself and people tell me that they already know who I am, I automatically panic and think they're a stalker or something." She laughs, but then immediately stops and blushes when he tells her she has beautiful eyes. Nobody had ever told her that before. "Oh, thank you..." she says, looking down at her hands again. "You have nice eyes, too..." She giggles at her own awkwardness, not knowing what to say.

Dallas smiles at Dustyn, before he turns to the bar and orders a long vodka and a beer for himself. When Dustyn kisses him, he's quite taken aback at first, but then he returns the kiss. Normally public affection was not his thing, but he was a bit too drunk to care. "Thanks. You're not too bad either, I guess," he jokes. "Hey, do you fancy something a little extra?" Unaware of Dustyn's problems, Dallas produces a little bag of weed from his pocket. "Proper quality stuff," he smiles.

"I would invite you to dance Evangeline, but I'm an awful dancer - he laughs ignoring Evangeline's compliments at him, Drake is extremely shy when people are complimenting him."

Drake grabs Evangeline hands and it’s so cold, he looked at her, the dance was really loud, the talk was cheap because both of them were nervous, so he decided to break in and gently kissed Evangeline on her mouth. Gently and slowly, the kiss lasted a couple of seconds till they came back to their normal position.

Drake was embarrassed as he subtly laughed and said.

"I'm sorry..."

Evangeline's eyes are huge when Drake kisses her. That was her first kiss ever, and it was in the middle of a club from a guy that she just met. She wasn't entirely sure how she felt about it, so she just stared at him. "That's... okay..." She looks around, wanting to talk to Katie about what just happened, but she wasn't even sure what she would say. She grabs the drink that Drake ordered for her and downs it. "Could you.... kiss me again?"

"Hey, other people are dancing, we should totally dance, Noel. We're really drunk and it'll be hilarious, will it not?"

Noel laughs "Haha, alright!" The two commence awkward, drunk, EDM influenced dancing.

Dustyn hops up onto the bar stool next to Dallas and starts to drum his fingers on the bar. Being all jacked up, he can't help all of the fidgeting and the energy that he now possesses. He sniffs again and rubs under his nose, paranoid that there may be traces of the powder left there - which there isn't. "I really means it though, you is so handsome. I has no idea why you would have ever been single. Surely offers must have been coming in left right and centre?" He laughs and places a hand on Dallas' lap, resting it there until Dallas produces the weed. "Oh, ace!" Dustyn takes the bag and puts it in his trouser pocket and gives Dallas a little kiss on the cheek. "So does you wants to head back to my hotel room after this? I might has a little treat for you." he says with a little wink.

Erica and mariko finally make their way into the after party. They are singing in Japanese.loudly. the sisters are arm in arm and passing a comically large blunt between them.

Dallas smiles and rests his arm across the back of Dustyn's bar stool, taking a drink from his first beer before starting the new one. When Dustyn kept touching his nose, Dallas got a little suspicious, and even more so when he starts to drum on the bar. Dallas was street wise and he had been in a rock band for almost a decade, so he knew someone on cocaine when he saw them. He laughs a little, not knowing that Dustyn was hopelessly addicted. "Thank you," Dallas said. "I guess my problem is that in my....scene...ugh I hate that word. In my scene there just aren't that many gay guys. Plus apparently I don't look gay enough," he laughs, feeling the effects of the beer now. "A treat huh? Is it some of that blow you've been snorting, because I could totally be into that?" he smiles at him.

Evangeline laughs. Nobody had ever described the fact that she had never been kissed before as impressive. Sad, pathetic, and weird - she had heard that before - but never impressive. "Thank you. I used to practice on the back of my hand when I was in school," she admits, and then realizes how pathetic that sounds. "Um, yeah, I do... Do you want my number...?"