Mrs. Hudson felt that the boys needed some alone time, perhaps to make up from their little tuft, and she knew that her ordering them champagne and strawberries through room service was sure the exacerbate things. This just meant she had to find something to keep her own self occupied, give them some privacy for the evening, and she'd spent a wonderful time shopping about the quaint little village. And now she found herself at the mixer, rather impressed and pleased to see that there was an open bar.

Far be it from Mrs. Hudson to enjoy a wee bit of a nip every now and then.