"Last year it was total shenanigans. Freshmen puking in the flower beds outside, passing out at the after prom party. Morgendorfer threatened to put a tattling charm on the punch bowl this year. And then make whoever spiked it drink the whole thing." Luka shook his head and pretend to cough really hard so he could dip below the table and take a generous shot himself. He situated the flask back in his jacket and smiled hazily at Adelaide. "They'll have to find their own booze this year."