Needy chuckled a little bit at that. "Red Bull. I need the energy," she said, reaching up to brush her hair out of her face. She probably should pull it back or something, but she just didn't feel like it that night.
"You think you're tired?" she scoffed a bit at the idea, not genuinely bitter, but the idea amused her. "You haven't even had to spend all of your time with them. It's killing me. I'm actually almost happy to be here on a slow night so that I get to sit down for a while." And maybe take a nap in the office at some point. Because that would probably be good for her mental health.