Naturally, everyone was quite puzzled by this little event.
Prom? Seriously?
Even Ess gave his little sister a strange side eye. It was question enough, but D-dee didn't reply immediately. The dour reaction to a event she'd been waiting for for so long must have ticked her off. She pulled herself up and walked over to a minibar to the right of the jacuzzi. Donut followed her happily. Ess and Ratchet also followed, the latter looking a little concerned.
He donned an uncomfortable look when D-dee trotted behind the counter to the bar and started pointing at the various brands of liquor neatly stacked over the dark redwood shelves. She snapped her fingers after spotting a few she seemed to like, grabbed a few glasses from under the table in front of her, cleaned them with a cloth, and threw them in front of Ess and Ratchet as they sat on the stools in front of the minibar.
