"I'll go if you go. And you better, with all the work you've put into this."
Which was not to say that she wasn't scared of going, because she was. Being laughed at, being reminded of the weekend, being asked how she was doing -- all of those were things she feared right now, and any social situation made that more likely.
But she'd go. Because of her friends. She really did owe it to them. "I do need a fake cigar," she agreed. "That's almost as important as the fedora."