"Are you sure?" Cleo was almost certain she remembered a bus station, but since she rarely took buses she couldn't think why, and then there was that horrendous sack thing she'd had to wear home... "I really, really don't want to have to worry about whatever that was happening again?"
She snuggled in a little closer, feeling more relieved that Jazz was all right and nothing bad seemed to have happened to her, she was still happy and, herself. "I made a family sized one, we could eat for three days out of that one dish." She sighed, yawning slightly at the same time, "We're not that dysfunctional, I mean, it could be worse, I could be dating Lucas, but thankfully Emma's handling that one!"