On Crashing Indian Birthday Parties

So, I convinced my friends that they had to see Kambahkt Ishq, the first (and only) Bollywood movie I've ever seen, which features all that Bollywood has to offer, plus a Sylvester Stallone cameo -- so, really, the movie sold itself. We showed up for the 10:45PM showing, but, for some reason which they could not explain to us in English, the movie was canceled.

Looking for something to do at the mall in which the theatre is located, we spotted a "dance club," which, it should be noted since it's in the state of Gujarat, is a "dry" club. Figuring we would give it a shot, we headed in, only to find that we had accidentally crashed a 19 year old kid's birthday party. They didn't seem to mind in the slightest, though, as they welcomed us in and offered us free drinks. Being a dry club, what kind of non-alcoholc drinks were served?

Drink one was a lasse drink ('cause who wouldn't want to dance around crazily after downing a whole bunch of liquified, sweetened curd)?

Drink two was a super-sweet drink that tasted like a combination of blue gatorade and sprite (perhaps with extra sugar thrown in).

Despite feeling a bit bad for coming (very much) uninvited, they seemed to love us, and they taught us their dance moves, including one song, which, for some strange reason, led to a balloon popping rampage. They liked us so much they even invited us to the after party -- we declined, but sang happy birthday before we left.