Alice was grinning ear to ear during the entire phone conversation. "Uh, if you want to run by your house and grab something to sleep in that's fine by me, but I've got everything else. I get pretty cold at night so I have [i]plenty[/i] of blankets you can borrow up in my room." She handed him the tent, turning to grab two rolled up sleeping bags off a lower shelf, one dark green and another purple, the latter obviously being hers. "You promise you don't mind doing this?" she asked again, afraid she was putting him out. "I know your friends probably have plans, it's Friday night afterall. I forget how popular people like you have [i]such[/i] busy schedules," she joked, making playful gestures of being fancy and conceded. In all honesty, she herself probably had a higher reputation at school than she knew, or at least would like to admit. Only difference was she didn't act on it after the bell rang. Unfortunately she still had her own mental walls up, else she would have felt herself how much he liked the idea of spending the night with her.

After they'd loaded all the camping supplies into the SUV Alice took him up to her bedroom, grabbing the blankets and a cordless charger for her phone. "Thing dies on me all the time," she muttered, shoving it into her duffel bag. "So you and your parents...they seem to keep a pretty close watch on you, wanting to know who your staying with. Is that normal for them?" she asked, folding a large tshirt and shorts into her bag to sleep in out of a white dresser that matched her bed frame. The room was typical for a teenager. The walls were a pale green that matched the sewing on her white bedspread. There were plenty of pictures craftily placed on the wall in various ways, from hanging on ribbon with clothes pins to collages along the floor length mirror. She even had her own bathroom that had a standing glass shower [i]and[/i] a tub. The room itself was fairly clean except for a few pieces of clothing here and there on her tan carpet, including a a bra and a couple thongs. Alice seemed either oblivious to it or didn't care much what Lucas saw.

"Okay, do you need a blanket? Grab two if you do, if not just get mine please. I'll get the food and I'll meet you outside, okay?" With one last excited smile his way she bounded down the stairs to put hot dogs, water, and supplies to make s'mores in a kooler. "Hey," she said not two minutes later, carrying the bag on her shoulder and a pair of silver handcuffs in her hand, "look what I found. I went into storage to make sure we grabbed everything and found these on the floor. I bet they hold some pretty wild stories, huh?" she smirked, putting the last of their things into the back of his car. "Dad used to be a police officer before I came along, maybe that's what they're from. How about I look into their past when we're around the fire for a good story?" she asked, shoving them into her bag and getting back in the passenger seat. "We stopping by your house or heading straight there?"