I should talk to Sarah

"I don't think so, sorry. Jackson was pretty clear that bedrooms are off-limits." She seems disappointed. "Okay, no worries. Hey I'm gonna go talk to Grace about... changing the music." She's probably making that up, but this is the second time Rhiannon has played on the speaker tonight so it's not out of the question. Anyways you have a clear shot to talk to Sarah. You head over. "Hey Sarah how's it going?" She interjects. "I'm not crazy right? This is the second time this song has played in the past hour. Right?" You chuckle. "Yeah, yeah I'm pretty sure it has." She takes another sip of her beer. "Like damn, Fleetwood Mac is good, but it is NOT party music. Anyways, sorry haha, I'm good, yeah. It's a good party."

"Besides the music you mean."

"Yeah, and the beer is just okay. Have you had one?" She looks down and sees that you're holding a two-thirds empty bottle - or one third full if Emily had anything to say about it. "Oh, well never mind, I guess that answers my question."

"I wouldn't say I'm a beer connoisseur or anything but I think it's good." She smiles. This seems to be going pretty well. "So what are your plans now that you've graduated?" You ask.

"Honestly, I'm hoping to just have a chill year. I might even quit my job at Martha's. In a bit. I'll put up with making sandwiches a little longer if it means less debt from college." She looks at her Chuck Taylors for a moment. "What about you? Are you gonna get a job?" "Yeah I think so. Jackson and I are getting an apartment, we think, so I need the money. Jackson wants to get a couple more people in on it."

"Damn, I had no idea an apartment in Charlotte could be so expensive." She looks around. "Who holds a party without food? Like damn Jackson!"