Sadie is paying infinitely less attention to the decor than Ben, stuck in the shocked cycle of 'ohmygodifancymybestfriend' now being joined by 'ohgoddidiaccidentallyaskhimonadate?!'. It would explain the flowers...

The change of grip from her hand to her arm and Ben's gentle tug on her arm does pull her out of her panic.

"Drink. Right." Smooth Sadie... "Good idea, dancing is going to be thirsty work!"

She let's Ben lead her over to the bar, trying to push down her thoughts, she came here to have a good time and she wasn't going to let her brain ruin it.

The bar is pretty busy with everyone arriving around the same time and so the two find themselves waiting by the bar for one of the busy bar tenders to serve them.

"I'm glad we were able to come, I felt so sick this morning after that cake yesterday..."