That sounds fine. I'm not going anywhere. [and it gave her a moment to clean up. Or, well, her place was fine, so perhaps it gave her a moment to pass out for forty minutes then get up and change to be somewhat presentable.]

[Go on with your bad self and fuss on, or use it as a research project which might be easier to explain to cover for fussing. None the less...]

Well, it is easier to just blame something else and move on. [she admitted. That was how the world worked though. She sometimes worked that way too, sadly... it's always her bad luck] Or at least that's how it seems around here.