"So basically we drink every second or two." Dean said with an approving smile. He clicked their glasses together. "I'll drink to that." True to his word, he turned the bottle up, taking his first sip and watching the movie. "Who do you got your money on? Monkey Man or Lizard Boy?"
He reached for some popcorn too, all the while sneaking a glance at Heather. He was worried about her, but not that good at talking about stuff. He wondered if this was helping at all, if she felt any better...if there was any way for her to even feel any better when LA kept throwing them surprise cards every day or so.