Caitlin was surprised to hear that Evan had broken Andrew's nose. The look on her face said as much. "Well, apparently you made quite the impression," she told him, laughing softly. She agreed about the cats, though. Cats were pretty nice. "Maybe I should get a cat," she pondered, shrugging. She hadn't had a pet in what felt like ages and she supposed she should consider it.
Filling a watermelon with vodka sounded like both a terrible and amazing idea. "I don't see why we can't try a vodka watermelon," she told him. "It's worth a shot. As for blankets, we can make it BYOB. Bring your own blanket." Hopping onto the back of the trolley again, she smiled at him. "Come on, let's go load up on booze and you can tell me more about your sex shop excursion."