You know, normally Sparkle would have seriously paused to consider the sort of party this was, and the sort of week this was, and the likelihood that he'd run into somebody who used to, like, teach him or something. But honestly, most of the people left of the island who had once taught him were people he just wasn't attracted to anyway, and this week had been frustrating in all sorts of fun ways, and...

Look, Sparkle had a bottle of Fireball whiskey and a jug of apple cider if anyone wanted something to mix it with, and he wasn't afraid to use it.