"Oh my God, Tim. Can I go fake cry in the bathroom at some point?" She asked excitedly, suddenly figuring out that helping with a vapid, rich kid cover story could be hilariously fun. "It's not a real party until something breaks and someone cries in the bathroom."
She grinned at him. "How about I'll just be on par with her?" She joked before setting the bottle down, turning and falling on her back across the bed, stretching out. "I'll fail to bark when you get back."