I know my limits, haha. My former best friend doesn't. I've spent a lot of time holding her hair and tucking her into bed. Ungrateful tramp I: 

They're in different directions! Forty-five minutes in different directions. It breaks my heart every time. 

You're going to get it! Did you want everyone to see each other before they went downstairs, or let the girls have the big reveal once they walk in?