"Nicholas Scratch!" she exclaims, turning that delighted and mock-scandalized tone right back on him as he offers up that glimpse at the flask in his pocket. "You're a terrible influence, you know." With a grin, she takes another sip of punch, a bit more prepared now for the harsh bite of whatever's been mixed into it.

Rosie lets out a pleased little laugh as she's kissed, then pulls away just enough to let him get a better look at her costume in its entirety. "I shouldn't make a habit of buying things in an absolute snit, but at least this time it worked out wonderfully."