She thumped a fingertip against her temple, "I do. I can do it for all of you, even Bobby." She shrugged, "Figure uncle Gabe did it about the same time he was working out the autonomic systems."
A small, crooked smile, "And I'm here, little-bit, because you obviously need to do something fun. So you dumped a guy, so what, probably means he wasn't worth the time and effort anyway. What you need is a crowd, and some loud music, and a liiiittle more alcohol."