After the last few weeks, Simmons has been needing some way to let loose and relax. She knows that she could go home, but there's so much work to be done and she'd feel awful if she ignored it. Instead, she's been spending time in her makeshift lab in her hotel room, only venturing out for food and sustenance and inspiration. Today, though, she accidentally stumbles across the party and, clad in her jeans and t-shirt, she feels awfully out of place, but they do have very nice mojitos and mai-tais and she has been working quite hard.

Really, what's the harm in one?

(Four drinks later, she's lazily reclined in a chair, but she's relaxed and she can still rattle off the periodic table, so really, what does it matter how much alcohol she's had?)