Unfortunately, said men were Elizabeth's coworkers, and she'd had just about enough of their posturing as well. But she'd never actually been to a work outing like this, so she had almost no idea when it was polite to leave. She cast her eyes around the bar, and when she spotted Loki she thought she had a perfect out. Friend she hadn't seen in a while, be right back, no please, don't stop on my account--

She brought her drink with her over to the table, grinning all the way. "Help me," she mutters, still grinning. "My head's about to explode. If we're even tentative friends, you'll let me sit, Loki."