The feel of her fingertips in his hair had Derek tilting his head back to look up at Hayley with a small smile, knowing she understood.

Lydia paused when she would have reached for the whiskey again, pursing her lips before giving up and sighing. "I don't even feel them anymore." She muttered, taking the juice from him. "I think they've already worn off."

Allison finished her drink, setting the empty glass down. "Maybe they don't work on you the same now." She felt a little more relaxed now which was nice but driving was going to pose an issue. Still... "I should get home. Deucalion might not be in a good mood tonight and I don't want my Dad home alone."