Not one to dance or sing either, Rey is tending to a drink of her own as she wanders the lights and party scene. Just because it's not her thing doesn't mean that she's going to deprive the opportunity for others to actually relax somewhere... There are only so many places to hang out here as it is.

Tapping her glass, her steps slow down to a halt when she is near Hella's booth, eyes on the stage and lights.

Seriously, thank god for Alphys for bringing those in.

"It gets better the drunker they get," Rey comments out loud. This woman seems new, though it's hard to tell when she'd spent the last couple weeks isolated on the south island. On the plus side, that experience gave her time to produce new batches of liquor for thirsty patrons, and so she's drinking her most recent whiskey.