Emily: I'll see you tomorrow, though, won't I? Dee: Wouldn't miss it for the world. Try to get a good rest. It's all gonna be okay. Emily: Ok... Wait! Dee? I'm sorry, too. Dee: For what? Emily: For betraying you to Zoe. And ripping your robe without asking... Dee: It's ok. I, uh, did put you in a tight spot. I have a lot of questions about the robe thing, but... All that can wait til tomorrow. Goodnight.
--- Alt text: And they're back to tucking each other into bed and stuff like that. whew