Okay so we've got the next day, the day after, at least the party on Saturday night (I remembered that one here a minute ago) and when Dahlia comes in. Well, so far.

Randa: nah, just went Garret, your go. 

Billie: *leans on Randa* I need another drink babe, I'll be back. Anyone else want anything while I'm up and about?

(She wants to keep him from betting souls)

Billie: *thinks* haven't got anything planned yet, you know, aside from purging it of the souls he's eaten.

Miles: *chuckles* I don't use it often enough to know how good I am. 

Send her here for Christ's sake. It's like a desert.