"So are you and Brooke ... like, a thing, or a not-thing, or was it a just-drinks deal?" she asked. "I totally warned you. And. Uh. Annette just got dumped, and she and Dick have been together for ages, so she might've been ... not herself."

She blushed, and lowered her voice. "I, uh, I think I'm being stupid or crazy or something, but I'm ... kinda ... having a not-thing. I think. With, uh, some foot-wetting. Feet-wetting? Either way. Legs. Water. Guess someone drove me to the beach?"