"I think I've had about as much as I can handle," Dustin replies with a tone that suggests he's still trying to convince himself attending the party, not leaving it, was the source of the day's great indulgence. It's a losing battle, although he does cast a quick glance over his shoulder as he speaks. There's a litter of freshmen in the back of the car, at least four of whom are whispering excitedly. He turns back to Lucy, eyebrows raised ever-so-slightly. "But thank you. For asking."

"I was tempted, though," he adds. "To come get you first."