"Get it all out now, before they find every last dark little corner and shove it in your face for not coming clean with that, too," Yurika replied, trying for flippant. It wasn't working too well. "See? I do pay attention."

"Yeah, well, that's what friends are for, right? Book throwing?"

"Still. Thanks." She sat up slowly, one hand still clutching the tequila. "Can I take this home with me? I promise to be a good girl and not get too shitfaced." Lying, but hey. Like Reno was one to talk.