Mia:
It's...going I guess. Could be a whole lot worse, even I can admit to that, and I'm learning nifty new crip tricks too. Not speaking to Ollie at the moment because we're just that dysfunctional but he's somehow still managed to get me to agree to coming to Stark's gala thing. You gonna be at that? If you are, we should awkwardly hang out at the punch bowl and force him to sneak us "it's legal everywhere else" booze.