You entered the andrews house with a small frown, your friend and well known rich girl Veronica Lodge holding your hand as if you were a child. She pushes you inside, along with Betty Cooper. You two are dragged to the drink table by Veronica, who immediately begins making herself a drink. A pour of tequila , a dash of orange juice, and a dash of grenadine. You were in awe at her cocktail making skills, until a pink haired girl bumps into you. All drunken smiles. "Sorry babe."