It wasn't all that surprising that Gabrielle was out of her room today -- it was so much less awkward than being in it. This was hardly the first time she'd done something royally embarrassing (no, really, ask her about the drugged nutbread or the Bacchae bite) and it was likely far from being the last; even if she lost friends over this, she knew she'd always have Xena.

Because really, why would Xena be upset over this anyway, at her at least?

. . . but chocolate was nice. Ooo, chocolate.