"This is so undignified," Presley complains, but that's the most whining Eddy has to endure as Presley lets himself be guided. He doesn't fight the hand on his jacket sleeve either, although he does his best to pretend he simply doesn't notice or care that it's Patrice.

Things likely could've gone much worse if Winter hadn't—done something. He didn't see what, but given the yelling and that sickly tearing sound, Presley suspects he's better off not getting details. When the six of them group up again, Presley can tell apart Winter Carmichael by the colors of her dress.

He reaches into his jacket with his free hand, and holds Mr. Hobgood's glowing vape out to her. "Victory rip?"