The car was waiting and Pippa was cheerful as she told the driver the address, but asked him to stop at a shop so they could get a bottle or two for the night. He was happy to oblige.

Fin's little dark cloud wasn't going to dampen her spirits. She'd basically gotten her way, spending the night with her brother doing something that might cheer him up. She hated to see him down, and she surely wasn't going to let Fin hide himself away.

The stop at the shop was quick and she even bought the driver a bottle, too, from the fat wad of notes she had. A hundred here, a hundred there, she spent without caring. It had all been just paper this morning.

"Home, home," she chirped as the car pulled to a stop. A hundred for the driver and then she was tugging at Fin's hand. "Let's go."