Aileen just watched him stumble about. She felt a little bad for him regarding the cell phone. That's debilitating, but he did have it coming. And she told him as much. "I'm not sure you deserve any help. Really, Kaz. Maybe struggling back to your room drunk and sopping wet will teach you a lesson." She shrugged. "Then again, I don't want you to kill yourself." She shook her head. "Is it like this every time you're out and about with your manager? Do you need the so-called keeper?"