"Best idea I've heard all night," Simon groans, remembering all of the political bullshit he's had to deal with lately. "I didn't realize just how political the politics get before I had to actually start spending time with the Night Council."

Honestly, they could teach Parliment a thing or two about petty squabbles and backbiting.

He pulls up a particularly mindless-looking gross out comedy on his phone and purchases the tickets, all in Skip's full view in case she decides to execute her veto powers over the whole evening.

"I don't want to be sober during the film. Shots?"