Kick her out

"Jessica, I knew you were going to show up naked, you bitch," Mallory seethed, "now get out."

"What?" Jessica acted shocked.

"You heard me. G T F O," Mallory enunciated each syllable.

"Fine, whatever," Jessica stormed out of the room and down the hall, "I'll have my own party!"

As Jessica was leaving Baggio's, she looked around the street and saw O'Glancy's, a pub that seemed to be empty and bathed in red lights inside.

She walked in, ordered a Moscow Mule to the dumbfounded bartender, and went live on all her socials to tell her classmates where to meet up.