Scarlett had to hand it to the girl. She wasn't budging. But desperate times called for desperate measures, and she was going to call him. If not for the simple fact that Scarlett had to be right. She knew that River would want to come over and help her out if she was sick. Somewhat reluctantly, maybe, but he would want to, regardless. Like Alyssa said, they didn't have to come over, but they would insist.
Scarlett reached in her purse and pulled out one of her cigarettes and a lighter. "I'm going to step outside and smoke. I'll be right back."