It was quite an opportune moment - of course Dov had more here, though Charlie rarely ever had the confidence to say that she was worth much. But with a little alcohol in her, Charlie perhaps was unaware that she was capable of just about anything.
"So yah should stay here. I don't mean here here," she intoned, gesturing to Elias' apartment. "Jus' California. S"better than nothin'." Taking another swig of the liquor, she walked up to the dining room table and put a hand on the backrest of one chair, still facing Dov and Elias in the kitchen.
"I mean, since we're on good terms now, an' I assume that's what we are, ain't no reason for you to leave."