"We drink!" Raiden exclaimed as he came back from the nearest bar with a tray of shots in hand.

Bellamy took the closest shot, downed it, and said, "Arden absolutely does not drink that. It has ambrosia in it." To Arden, he explained, "It'll knock a human on their ass."

Raiden just shrugged at that. "More for me!"

Bellamy looked like he was about to say something else, but then a woman in a corset and extremely short skirt wound her arms around his waist from behind and whispered something in his ear, and he changed gears and allowed himself to be dragged off with a quick, "Have fun!"

"Gray," someone said from behind them. "Who's your friend?"