She noticed that he moved back, frowning again as she sat down. "No.. We stayed together for a little bit. We, well," her frown deepened. "We had something."
(Zoop!) She had been left alone the entire day. At the end of the night, though, there was another knock on the door.
Ferris was standing there. He had a black eye and his hair was ruffled, and he seemed to be avoiding her gaze. "Ma'am, Romero requests your presence for dinner."