Frankie pressed her face into his chest, crying wasn't very graceful or becoming and she didn't want him to see her all blotchy and snotty. She stayed like that only long enough to pull herself together before pulling away. His top was definitely a little ruined, which in turn made Frankie laugh.

"Revenge." She said, smiling a bit. Her emotions were always so up and down that nearly as soon as it had started, the crying was almost forgotten. She downed the rest of her drink and winced.

"I'm not stepford wife material. I told dad I was going to have a sex and drug orgy. How long do you think he's going to be angry for?"