10:00 PM - Rafe and Kent & Thorne
"Oookay," Rafe said, finally giving up on getting anything coherent from his brother. He still had the sense that there was something in his jumble of words that was important, but there was no way he was going to be able to work through it in this setting. He slipped an arm around Sam's shoulders, companionable, but firm, and said, "We're going to go find Tony and Cate now, and we'll leave the rest to your Proudfoot friend here, yes? Tony and Cate," he repeated, lest Sam's attention try to affix on the last thing he'd said. "We're going to find your dates."
He threw a look over his shoulder at Thorne as they went, one part apologetic, but with a meaningful glance at the paper.