Sabrina can't answer at first, because she's hiding her face on the bed, shoulders shaking slightly. It's better than falling off the bed, which had almost happened. They're just both so sweet and dear, and she finally sits up with her hair completely rumpled, and mirth sparkling in her features.

"Let's see if we can successfully fit in for a movie, and sort the rest out later? I've already promised to behave." She waves Charlie over, making space for him.