I'm in luuu-uv with a ro-bot
An' I just can't stop
Got a feelin' he's a bad lot
But he gets me over the top

It was loud. It was *bad*. It was everywhere. It was augmented by neon lights in rainbow colors and, somehow, the voices and laughter bouncing off all the hard surfaces in here.

So, this, apparently, was a bar.

"Relax," Maya muttered at her side. "You look like a nun in need of Ex-Lax."

"This isn't what I had in mind," Elizabeth hissed back. "What the hell in the phrase 'a quiet night somewhere' made you think that this is what I had in mind?"

"The fact that you're asking for 'a quiet night somewhere.' Life's a delicious wine; drink the fuck up."

She looked around her. "Yum, arsenic."

"Cow."

"Bitch."

Real friendship.