"Thank you very much," Arden said, appreciating the consideration he was showing her. "Um. If it's okay, can I apologize one last time? You don't have to accept! I just really do feel awful about it--" and that she could do it at all, what the fuck magic??? "--and you've been nothing but kind."

All of them had.

Regardless of his answer, Arden used the facilities, splashing water on her face after washing her hands (it did nothing for her makeup, but looking pretty was not high on her priorities list), and then returned, ready to head back to the brothers' place and just climb into bed. Maybe she'd wake up tomorrow and they'd tell her that she'd drunk too much, passed out, hit her head on the ground, and all of this had been a concussion!

The fucking dream, yo.