Lola is enjoying herself for a good deal of the night, making conversation, dancing, ending up covered in glittery powders. The kind that aren't drugs. She was smiling and bubbly and always happy to get some attention. She was a bit curious, about anyone who would volunteer to mind the kids parties. From what she understood this place was pretty wild when you hit the age of 18. And gossip talk about the adult 'raves' was rather... well, discretion wasn't really a thing. So it caused the little wheels in her head to turn.

"Are you here cause you just like helping, or because the adult parties are kinda weird with all the sex going on?" Lola's so tasteful with that, but she was wondering why anyone would choose to be here when, well... this wasn't their scene. This party didn't have a lot of people his age that weren't doing the same job he was. Okay, there were a few but they were obviously a little sketchy. "I'd bring you a drink, but I don't know what you'd want."