"Me hungry," Eve mimicked her dad and finally let herself have a bite. She'd be fine, just have to work this off later. Snuggling on the couch, she pretended to think on it. "Not without an angle, nope. Also, favorite daughter? How many do you have out there that I don't know about? Oooooh, I'm telling mom on you...."
Eve smirked as Atticus took her dad's chair. The dog thought he owned the place, it was unreal. She laughed at his joke and shook her head. "Hey, if you're looking for piercings, at least you won't see my track marks and hickey's. It was a hell of a party," She whispered conspiratorially. Shaking her head, she said, "It was fine, I swear. I was good, for the most part. Well...that's what he said anyway."