Angela emerges from the kitchen, a glass of pepsi in one hand and a whiskey sour in the other. She hands the first to Caleb and the second to Corrine before going into the living room and taking a seat on the couch next to Louis.

"Dave encourages the girls to speak their minds. I normally do, too, but sometimes... well." She gives Corrine a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, Roary. What they left out was me punching Dave in the arm for that one."