[Grand Hall]

Cait takes a second to put her thoughts in order. Then she starts counting off reasons with her fingers.

One to show respect to the host who provided the beverages. Two to help myself stop thinking terrible things and maybe relax a little. Three I can't dance sober.

Oh and if anyone is paying close attention there is a slight bulge on the small of Cait's back. A discerning eye might realize it is a small hand gun in a holster.