There was going to be absolutely no mention of the smell, or how it looked like he'd taken matches to his mouth, or even how unbelievably proud she was of him 'cause ok, maybe she and Justine had pushed him to the water but he had been the one to drink and that was something. And if she was still trying to work out a way around this idiotic burning crap well that was just 'cause she was Alice and defeat did not come easily, even when she opened the door and invited it in like the mature, confident vampire she was.

"I could drink, yeah, and I wanna see Mad again, maybe we can even catch a bit of the show." They were going to have to talk about that. How they were getting there and by what route because Alice already had ideas, hopefully the same ones now that he'd kind of come to his senses. She grinned. "But only if you do the accent, yeah? I've only been looking forward to that for ages."