Samantha's lips quivered at the edge of a smile. Either the girl was spouting pure bravado at this point, or she had some slightly dangerous tastes. Admittedly, there was a very faint bit of color that tinged her cheeks as she looked at Eve in a different light, a flash of a mental image forming unbidden in her mind, possibly not even what Eve had intended.

She coughed and took a drink from the glass. A vodka and tonic wasn't exactly the easiest going of drinks, but she didn't want something too easy to drink right now. If they were getting drunk, they would know it was happening. She allowed herself a chuckle and shook her head.

"A pity yeah," she said, not specifically saying if she was talking about the minotaurs or the key. "So, I take it you're a closeted party girl bored out of your skull with the night scene around here?"