Masozi has managed to STAND UP which honestly is very heroic of him, and also to follow Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji to the next room which is even MORE heroic, and now he is going to stand there and lean on Lan Wangji and check for mals around them. 

"...You can make alcohol out of food?" he offers helpfully. 

"....did anyone tell you guys that there's, uh, a murderer on the loose?"

"That's really impressive alcohol," says Silas. "Thank you for the really impressive alcohol! How about we trade you -" and he grabs some of Julia's rocks off her desk - "these? Sound good?"

SILAS THAT'S MY ROCK GARDEN! Julia barely refrains from yelling indignantly at him in front of Shanghai because Enclave Solidarity.

Masozi is drunk and therefore has zero filters. 

"....I don't think that seems valuable enough for that trade? How much work did it even take you to make rocks?" 

"Oh, you can just have it!" he says cheerily. "Free sample. Come by Nie Huaisang's any time for more. --Don't worry, we're in a-Ning's room which is probably the most warded place in the Scholomance and we have Ayako to walk us back to our rooms and we're under strict instructions that we're only allowed to get drunk this week or Meng Yao will make us breathe manually for four days."

Meng Yao would do WHAT. 

(Masozi is not going to say anything in front of New York, obviously, but he is so confused and curious!) 

Blink blink blink.

"Glad to hear it," says Magnus. 

"Anyway! Here you go! I had a great time! You better be on your best game next year because we're going to be prepared and have a Disney villain medley arranged for guqin and dizi."

"Wei Ying is very good," he says to no one in particular.

Masozi has no idea what's happening right now but he can smile brightly at the person anyway! 

"- Wanna tell me a math puzzle to solve? ...Everyone else got too drunk and started kissing instead of doing math." 

Magnus raises an eyebrow. "Say there are six maleficers in the freshman class, and we turn the Maleficaria Studies classroom into an arena and have them fight to the death. How many head to head matches -"

"What can I say except, "You're welcome"," yells Silas very loudly, " For the tides, the sun, the sky

Hey, it's okay, it's okay You're welcome

I'm just an ordinary demi-guy!"

 - yeah fair that was about to get awkward!!!! 

Singing! We're singing now. Lan Wangji likes singing. And also Wei Ying. 

"Okay," Wei Ying says, "okay, all the super wasted people are going back in the room where they can't cause an international incident-- bye! Love you guys!"

Masozi was just starting to think about the problem and then suddenly there was SINGING. 

"- Okay so head to head means you match people one on one, I think? So six would be - three matches? ....And then the winners of each of those should fight each other but three is an odd number! So I think you'd need to have some sort of - scoring? To decide which two of the winners would fight each other first.....?" 

He trails off and follows the others. 

"Sorry!" he says over his shoulder. "There's only one of me and I am babysitting a lot of people with no alcohol tolerance whatsoever!"

Lan Wangji is going to go with Wei Ying! Because the best place to be is next to Wei Ying.

Julia's door closes.

"What the fuck are you playing at," says Silas. "We don't want to offend Shanghai."

      "You don't want to offend Shanghai!" says Magnus. "Another mocktail, please, Julia."

"If there's a war everyone loses."

      "I dunno I count eight of us to four of them and one of us is Orion and all of them are drunk."

"That's not what I meant and you know it."

      "The kid wasn't even offended!"

"Because he's an idiot!! Whose strings someone - not us - is pulling! A smart murderer won't kill you, Magnus, and an idiot murderer might."

      "Jules, where's my mocktail."

"Jules?" says Julia, handing it over Magnus's head to Fiona instead. 

        "Oh, are you a humorless scold too now?" says Magnus. 

"I want to have a nice party with singing and no politics. And no one trading away my rock garden."

      "I didn't want them to be able to say later that we owed them," says Silas.

" - whatever. Someone think of the next song, I'm all out of ideas." 

From next door, in Mandarin but loud enough for New York to hear: "Jesus fucking Christ! I don't want to see you with your hand down my brother's pants! a-Ning is RIGHT THERE!"

Masozi flops down on Wen Ning's bed. "....Did that math problem make more sense to anyone else?" he asks plaintively. "I - I felt like it was maybe just a stupid math problem, but - I don't know...?" 

" - These Are A Few of My Favorite Things!" says Rebecca. 

" - great," says Julia. "Loudly. Please."

"It was a stupid math problem," Wei Ying says. "We are all going to do MATH or SING from now on. Kissing is BANNED from this party. You are NOT RESPONSIBLE USERS OF KISSING."

(This is also loud enough for New York to hear.)

:(