That river in Egypt

Rennala looked up to see the unmistakeable figure of the Hatman.
"They are coming"
How very peculiar, it wasn't yet midnight so there's no way she was this tired already. Maybe the juice was spiked with 40 Benadryl? Unlikely, who on Earth drinks juice? This was definitely an odd turn of events. She looked around, nobody else at the party seemed to notice the ominious shadowy presence in-front of her.