"Yes, Candy, he's cute. No, Jono, you being here won't cause any trouble, so long as you don't mind crashing on the futon with us or grabbing one of the sleeping bags," Emma said, pausing long enough only to finish her last shot, and Candy cheered. "You'll be, like, the fourth person ever to be inside my apartment. I'll text you the address."

"Candy, no trying to sleep with Jon." There was a disappointed 'boo' in the background, but Emma kept talking. "This is not a No Pants party."