She hoped she didn't have a concussion too. "I'm...sure." Of that, at least. Francine was just smart enough to know how much more not smart she got when booze was involved. ...And she had Merlin to testify to that if she needed back up.

"I'd rather have a clear head. But, um. Thank you, Mister...?" Mister guy she'd never met before but who had to be from Fandom.

[And I am off to dinners and will be back laaaater!]