Evan rubbed his hand down his face and rolled his eyes. "Yeah, that's it. I'm jealous this dress isn't for me. You read my mind." He scoffed a little, and smirked. "I came here because I was under some misconception that you were too drunk to take care of yourself. And I, stupidly, still care enough about you that I didn't want to see you end up the victim of date rape. But obviously I was wrong."