The party was raucous, and Sam was feeling wary, off-kilter, and absolutely unsure of where he was, or what he was doing. And, actually, warm. This place was really kind of interesting, and he had an eagerness to get at whatever passed for a library here. There was definitely some kind of mystery going on, and he wanted to know if he could crack it. If he was going to be stuck here, he wanted answers.

Sam wasn't eating or drinking the party food, not yet, but mostly lurking about the edges, and watching.