Kenzi shivers minutely as the breeze curls around her bare arms and she does her best not to jump when Mab speaks to her. A Fae, it was easy to tell. It seemed like this party was a place where they had free reign to make it super blatant what they were. Not that she blamed them, everyone had to have their safe space, right?

What she did blame them for was making their safe space a 'kidnap people and bring them along for funzies' space too. That was a big no-no on her list.

Still, considering how powerful these people were - it was smarter to just play along until you could figure a way out.

Kenzi gestures with the bottle and smiles; a little afraid.

"Thanks Miss. White Christmas."

Nicknames are her thing.