The music is loud and throbbing. Elsa's led straight to the bar where Anna orders her a "virgin vodka orange!", getting a drink for herself too. Elsa rolls her eyes, but she can't help smililng because happy Anna is kinda adorable.
They slum around the bar for half an hour. Elsa, ballooned like she is, isn't really up for dancing, but Anna keeps looking at her writhing coworkers, and the strangers they're with.
"You should go dance," Elsa offers.
Anna looks at her. "You don't mind?"
Elsa laughs. "I'll be fine. Go have fun."