The hug is much appreciated, her drink held carefully so she doesn't spill it on either of them. She gives him a smile, genuine despite how crap she's feeling otherwise.

"You stole my line," Because seriously, look at him; Steph is constantly amazed by people who can do fashion. But at the question her smile twists a little, something bitter in her expression, "I figured out how to go home!"

And her tone is even more bitter, with an added dash of false excitement. She feels kind of bad about it, but it's too late to take back.