It's hard not to hear the commotion happening in the otherwise pretty low-key party. Luci immediately perks up like a meerkat at the disturbance, and sees the thrilled frat boy running wild with his first bra-like garment. Luci passes off her drink, eyes narrowing when she sees whose top he's apparently stolen, and pushes through the crowd until she meets the asshole.

And then Luci picks him up, bodily, and pitches him overboard-- partial courtesy to his momentum. Security looks on, tense as Luci rebuttons her jacket.

"Don't let him up. Make him swim."

She wraps an arm around Serena and starts steering her away from the screeching, cursing spectacle. "Let's get you something else."