Daphne felt better in Vegas than she had in months. Perhaps it was because she could let herself go, and not have to worry about the company and the continued glares she got from the rest of the wizarding world. Or perhaps she really just needed to get drunk. Whatever the case, Daphne never wanted to leave.
She had chosen a Muggle hotel on purpose, so she could enjoy things like a television. And that was exactly what she was doing when Miles knocked on her door. Already dressed for the day (she'd been waking up in the late afternoon since she got there), and already slightly tipsy, she jumped off her bed and ran to answer the door. Throwing it open, she shouted, "Miles!" and wrapped her arms around him to give him a hug. "I'm so glad you came!"