"Can do," he said, and with an effort he hefted Misty over his shoulder fireman style and navigated the remains of the party to carry her to her room. It took some effort to get her shoes off, coax her into bed, and quiet her down. Eventually he had to resort to his hypnotic fist powers, creating a light show of energy with her fingers and convincing her to sleep (if nothing else, he had to figure it looked really trippy to someone who was high). When he was convinced she wasn't going to try to rejoin the party, Danny left and began the task of herding out the remaining guests.
After several more hours of wrapping up the party and cleaning up the place, he finally fell asleep on their couch. There was no sense in going all the way back to his ship after he and Colleen agreed they'd try and have their talk again with Misty in the morning. It was important, the sooner they got it over with the better. Even if Danny kind of suspected after the night of partying nobody would be particularly cheerful when they woke.