To prepare for the concert that night, Ivy suggests they simply relax that day. They did wander around the city a little in the morning to find breakfast and entertain themselves, but after lunch they returned to the hotel and napped until dinner. They change into the clubbing outfits they bought they day prior and while neither are too hungry, Ivy insists they eat a little something before they head to the concert.
They find a small place and order appetizers only. As they pick at their food, Diana tries to weasel any information she can about the band they are about to see, but Ivy is a locked box. She only suggests getting ready for a possibly wild night.
Diana is excited, but she keeps thinking back on what Ivy had said the day before.
"Maybe you can rectify that soon."
There was so much insinuation there… She enjoyed Ivy's company and the woman had a body sculpted by Aphrodite herself, but she couldn't help but feel it would be a betrayal to Harley if Ivy offered herself to her.
She remembered what she had with Steve. She remembered loving him so much that him even insinuating attraction to another woman churned her stomach. Obviously, Harley and Ivy didn't have such a problem, as Harley had another boyfriend. Ivy was attractive. Diana would be lying if she said she wasn't interested in her- even despite the woman's past.
But still…
By the time they reached the venue Diana was so far in her own head she almost didn't get her hand stamped for the standing area.
"Hey, are you alright?" Ivy asked as they chose a place to stand near the back. They were early. The first band was still setting up. "You've been spacy all day."
This was her chance to bring it up. This could clear the air.
But for some reason Diana couldn't do it.
"Just getting antsy about this game." Diana isn't exactly lying. "It's been three days. I'm getting worried."
Ivy's face falls immediately, and she almost looked guilty. "I feel the same, but it's like you said; we're under this person's thumb. All we can do is keep ourselves busy until we receive another note."
Diana nods, and then lets out a long sigh. "I'm just worried about how this is all going to turn out. This whole thing is more than likely the fault of someone that knows you, me, and Harley intimately, and I can't think of any enemy we all share that fits the bill."
Ivy is quiet a moment, and their attention turns away as the first band finally makes an appearance and begins to introduce themselves. "What if it isn't an enemy?"
It was an idea Diana was toying with as well, but who would want to do this to them? Harley and Ivy's friends weren't always great people. Maybe one of them was toying with the couple? But why? And why was Diana involved in any of this if it was one of their friends?
They drop the conversation in favor of listening to the first band, but they… left a lot to be desired.
As the crowd grew, they end up bumping shoulders with many other people that also weren't impressed by the first band. Some chatted back and forth with them for a moment- well, chatted with Diana as Ivy couldn't understand Hungarian or most other European languages. She doesn't seem offended by being left out though. She simply observes it all with a gentle smile.
"Are you sure you'll be alright with the crowd?" Diana asks as the second band finally begins their set. They're actually pretty good, and lots of the standees before them begin to bob along with the song, some even singing along.
"I know what I'm getting into, Diana." Ivy reassures her, having to shout in her ear to be heard over the speakers. "I'll let you know if it gets to be too much. You are the one I'm worried about."
"Oh, really?" Diana knows she's teasing, so she smiles back.
Ivy takes her hand then and pulls her forwards towards the crowd just as a grungy rock song begins. Diana doesn't really appreciate it, but she notices the change in the standees they are approaching. They're jumping in sync with the beat, moving in a circle and shoving into each other.
It reminds Diana of home almost, as the people begin to really ram into each other. Its aggressive, but she can tell its all in good fun. Though she doesn't enjoy the song, she dances outside of the ring of people alongside Ivy. When the song changes to something she better appreciates, she allows herself to be swept up into the chaos until she is body checked out of it.
She loses Ivy in the crowd for another song, but she eventually does find her again taking a breather in the back along with a group of gothic young women. When she catches her green eyes, and they are alight with humor. Diana throws an arm around Ivy's shoulders and speaks directly into her ear.
"A mixed bag, I can't wait to hear the headliners."
"I'm glad you're having fun." Ivy shouts in return before reaching out to one of the other girls. "This is Julia. Her boyfriend's throwing an afterparty once the show's over. She's invited us along."
Diana hides her surprise and smiles at the young woman, and the group leaves together for drinks as the second band plays their last song. The girls are all in their mid-twenties and are obviously partiers.
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Diana asks after one of the girls gives them the address of the house party.
"It will be fine. Let's focus on the fun tonight, okay?" Ivy smiles. "Trust me."
And so, Diana does.
They return to the crowd just as the headliner begins their first song, and instantly Diana is taken. The music is fast paced and thumping. She feels her heart try and keep up with the beat, and the crowd all jumping and throwing themselves about. It's apparently a song that Ivy knows, because as they rejoin the crowd and fall into the chaotic energy, she sings along.
Diana strains her ears to hear her singing voice, but it is no use. She can only hear the thumping drums and guitar riffs and the chanting of the crowd.
This side of Ivy was fascinating. It wasn't the quiet, wholehearted joy she saw the woman experience while they were out in nature. No, this was a physical joy, one that had her smiling fully, her white teeth glistening under the strobe lights. She was dancing and singing, completely taken by the atmosphere of the concert venue. She was a completely different person. One that didn't have snappy comebacks or moods that turned on a dime. She looked like she was having so much unbridled fun…
She looked beautiful.
Diana enjoys the second song even more than the first, and evidently so does the entire crowd. She manages to catch onto the chorus by the third and final verse and sings along with Ivy. They dance together, and then apart when Diana allows herself to be thrown into the chaos again. When she returns to Ivy they howl encouragement to the headliners as they begin a new song.
They sing to each other whenever Diana manages to make out the lyrics, they hold out their phones with their flashlights on as a slow song begins, and they take a breather together when Ivy begins shaking from the excitement of it all.
"Are you sure you're alright?" Diana asks as they rest in the women's bathroom.
"Yes, I just got caught up in the moment."
"We don't have to go to that house party."
"It will be fun, Diana." Ivy goads. "We might even find you a quick lay while we're there."
Oh.
"Ivy, I don't want to have sex tonight." Diana says seriously. "I'd just like to enjoy the night with you."
Ivy is surprised by her bluntness, but at least she has stopped shaking. "Alrighty then, but I'd still like to go. Julia said it's going to be full of alcohol, and I'm more than a little interested in seeing how you take your drinks."
"Then we can go to a bar or a club." Diana pleads. "Not to some stranger's house."
They lock eyes for a moment. She feels spring green eyes searching her own, and Ivy finally relents. "To a club then."
Diana is grateful, and they leave the bathroom arm in arm, moving to the complete other side of the standing crowd to avoid Julia and her friends. When the band sings their last song, they quickly make their escape into the night and find a nearby club. As they take their first drinks, Diana can't help but ask.
"Why were you so eager to go with those girls? You didn't even know them."
Ivy makes a face after they knock back their first drinks. "Your gaydar needs work. The pretty little blonde Julia was with was eyeing you since we walked in."
Diana doesn't remember a blonde. "You're kidding."
"Not in the slightest. Poor thing's probably going to be traumatized after tonight. She tried to talk to you three different times." She teased as they took another shot. "Now, come on, let's get into some trouble."
Diana feels terrible about the girl, though she can't even remember seeing any blondes at the concert at all. The guilt washes away as they sink into the new genre of music and dance with the small crowd that is forming in once corner of the club. They dance together, and then with strangers, and then together with strangers. They dance until Diana is sure her feet will fall off in her heels, but she is always revitalized when she bumps arms with Ivy.
They break after a while, and Ivy orders a water while Diana gets something sweet. "What, so you want to see me drunk but won't do me the same courtesy?"
"I can't get drunk- at least, not naturally. All alcohol does is dehydrate me." Ivy admits with a blush.
Diana blinks at her, and then laughs. "You know what? Touché. It will take me six years to get drunk off something so weak."
Ivy balks at that. "You know there's vodka in that, right?"
"Vodka's nothing to Amazonian wine." Ivy shakes her head and joins her in her laughter. Diana is curious though, so she continues. "So, how can you get unnaturally drunk?"
"I can mimic the effects of alcohol in my body. It's a conscious process, which is nice."
"Truly? So, you can get drunk whenever you'd like?"
"Without the dehydration." Ivy tips her drink before taking a sip. "I can even pass on the effects to someone else."
"Through a kiss?" Diana guesses.
"Yep!" Her grin is catlike, as if she is daring Diana to say or do something. Diana takes up that challenge readily.
"So, you can truly get someone drunk off your kisses." Diana feels high off the energy from the concert and club, and it gives her a dangerous amount of courage. She approaches Ivy readily. "I think I'd like to try, so long as you get drunk with me- and you're up for it."
"Up for it? I've been hoping to see the great Wonder Woman drunk all night." Ivy rises from her seat to meet her.
…
Diana doesn't remember the kiss.
Hell, she doesn't remember much after that.
She just remembers waking up on the patio of a house somewhere, flat on her back, with all her limbs spread out. She feels someone pressed up against her side, and when she remembers how to turn her head she finds Ivy using her bicep as a pillow.
Diana can't remember the last time she had a hangover, but then again all she could do at the moment was stay as still as possible and try to decide if she was going to throw up or not. She feels genuinely exhausted and wonders what time it is. The sky was just beginning to lighten, revealing the twenty or so other bodies sleeping soundly on the floor inside the open house and across the lawn.
When the world stops spinning, Diana tries to take back her arm, but Ivy lets out a groan and hugs her bicep tightly. Diana is too tired and too sick to dwell on that, but everything snaps into sharp focus as she notices police officers talking to some of the groggily awake people on the edge of the lawn near the street.
"Ivy, we've gotta go." Diana prods the redhead.
"Sleep now…" Ivy murmurs.
"I'd rather not get arrested."
That got Ivy's attention. She's up like a shot, and they both crawl off the patio and escape behind the house before they are noticed by the police.
When they are out of sight, Diana picks Ivy up and takes off into the sky.
After a quick pit stop to throw up in a trash can, they eventually find their way back to Budapest and their hotel. Without even looking, they both collapse onto the bed.
"Ow." Ivy grumbles, shuffling as Diana fights to not be sick again. "Aw, fuck. It's the hint."
Of course. Of fucking course.
"What's it say?" Diana manages to ask through her pillow.
"I'll tell you when I can see straight again." She feels Ivy flop down on the bed again, and Diana doesn't even mind.
Harley's waited this long, and they've already gotten reprimanded for playing the game too fast once. She could wait at least a couple hours longer.