leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed Look, it's one night. You two can survive one night without killing each other, right?

snorting from the hallway That's debatable.

Somebody's gotta say it—this is gonna be hilarious.

Nobody asked you, Clifford.

stage-whispering to Sabrina I give it an hour before one of them cracks.

grinning I give it forty-five minutes.

ignoring them, eyes on Calum I'm not doing the whole "find another room" dance with you. It's late, we're all tired, and they already told us we're overbooked. You're sharing.

finally turning, voice flat With her?