“I can’t believe those jerks said we were being too nosy? Old fuddy duddies, wouldn't know fun if it game them an enema!” The pink princess certainly seeming to find a reason or two to grumble as she found her venue changing to a new one on account of some crabby barkeep tossing her and by extension her loyal companion out on the street because of their growing nosiness, well mostly hers really, Miss Skylark groused with irritation and increasing inebriation which had seemed to lessen her inhibition, and no doubt contribute significantly to the change in their scenery as well. Not that she would admit that, of course.
“Oh well, new drinkies at least! Whose turn was it again~?” At the very least seeming to be happy to have a new place to only further that tipsy spirit and doing so now with a change in 'refreshment' given the atmosphere of their new locale, she laid a tray of vividly coloured shot glasses onto the new table she had nabbed and grinned as she did so, though frankly for all of her excitement found something plaguing her memory. She had lost track of which of them had the next question, and with it who was in the lead as well. Though, given her condition, the latter was probably obvious to anyone else…