Niles hand closed around the bottle. That weight on his lap was so comforting and so warm, he could just stay right there and leave until morning. But still, he shook his head. He pushed the bottle back at Gabe, trying to refuse the drink.

"We can still dance," he said, thinking that would appease Gabe. "But after we go. I just want to talk to her." He almost added 'one last time' but that seemed an odd thing to say, didn't it? "Set something up so we can get the EGO."