You have to. This is your fault.

Driven by your guilty conscience, you run after Pearl, only narrowly avoiding the door she tried to slam in your face. She's definitely in a better form than you and mingles with the dancing crowd before you can catch up to her. Luckily, nobody else on this entire rave party is wearing dyed-blonde hair and a white hoodie. She sticks out like a seagull in a flock of crows.

You elbow your way through the crowd and approach her. "Hey Pearl, I'm sorry!"

She doesn't react to your apology and keeps rocking to the loud music, still with an angry look on her face.

Well, you dug your own grave, looks like now's the time to jump in. "If I'd known what that drink would do to you, I wouldn't have given it to you." You know for a fact that's a lie. If you had known beforehand, you would have no-sold the effects and manipulated all of your friends into lewd transformations. Still doesn't relieve your guilty conscience. "If you're happy with your style, nobody should **** you to change it."

She slows down, makes eye contact with you and sighs. "Tell that to Yu and Sully. Those two will probably spend the rest of the evening trying to get me to drink that damn stuff. This is _me_. This is how I express myself. Everybody thinks they have to wear dark colors just because they listen to a specific style of music. Fuck that. I'm not like them, and I won't become that just because of some stupid juice."

You bite back a comment about how this is what she "always" dressed like just since five minutes ago, and mumble something in agreement. If you play your cards right, you'll maybe have a chance of getting closer to her tonight, and she's actually kind of hot with these new colors.

After a while of the two of you dancing next to each other, she turns to you again. "Hey, can you get hold of something to drink in here that's not this damn soda? I'm getting kinda thirsty, but I also don't wanna stop dancing right now."

A fetch quest! Maybe it'll have some relationship point reward. "Sure, I'll see what I can do!" With that, you stumble your way off the dance floor and in search of the drinking supplies.

After spending too much money for two red solo cups of suspicious smelling beer, you return to the main dance floor with your bounty. That is, you try to, but someone bumping into you causes you to spill your precious load.

Turning around in frustration, you see Yutong's newly gothy face looking at you. "Oh no, sorry about that, I was just about to bring you two something to drink myself!"

You wonder if that bump was intentional. Yu is holding two soda cans labeled Cheery Cherry and Get Lucky. "I don't know if that's a very good idea, Yu," you reply sheepishly. "Pearl is really not too crazy about trying another one right now."

Yutong looks at you, then at your freshly-emptied cups, then at the soda cans in her hand. "Well, maybe she doesn't have to know it's Popple. I guarantee this will cheer her up." She cracks open the red can and extends it to you.