Nah, I'm just gonna shove you back out the door. [ dry as a bone, then she snort laughs and shakes her head ] Yeah, c'mon. I've probably only caught about half of what's going on but—

[ She matches the half-shrug, and there is a crooked smile on her face as she steps back. God, yeah, old memories. No, it's not nearly as crowded, but two is better than one; chilling totally on her own means she never actually gets quite all the way to chill, if she's honest.

She's gonna stow the whiskey bottle before joining him at the couch and she will just jump over the back to get back into her seat, instead of being a normal person and walking around. There is a half-drunk beer out on the coffee table, and snacks. ]