But Irene's already been dragged into it. By now, in fact, there's not a chance in hell she'll drop it.

She smiles over the rim of her glass, eyes glinting- got you.

"That's alright," she says, sounding a little disappointed but still friendly- even fond, like she's playing the older sister. She catches how Steph's eyes dart towards the exits, and knows she's unnerved her, which implies she has something to be unnerved about... "Well, good luck with it."