Red starts to talk to a few other people, but she doesn't have the observation skills to pick out what might be helpful to convince them. There are at least two people who seem more interested in what she has to say - neither of them are as drunk as the first, but they're both tipsy. It's a party after all, and they watch Red a little too curiously like they're waiting for her to give them some kind of prophecy.

Or something.

One is a woman who must be a couple years older than Red, and the other is an old man, gripping a cane, asking what the afterlife is like (which is awkward since she used to only exist there). She waits until her partner-in-crime isn't engaged in conversation with anyone else, and sidles up to him.

"Mission accomplished. You're damn good with your observations, Doc, so I'm guessing you've seen the two talking to me recently? Any thoughts?"