I'd say it was a successful party: all the food was eaten, there were drinks left over, we cleaned before bed, and I was sufficiently weird to people I wanted to impress (per usual).

I'd also say the mark of a good friend is the one that knows when to swoop in and rescue you from a sticky situation. That being said, I love making things unawkward. A chic kiss on the cheek hello and a 'nice to see you' -- that's all you need. Then cut your losses and go mingle elsewhere. Weirdos everywhere, take note.