Annie showed him her phone, which sported a whole screen of Annie's pleas down one side and Maeve's little fine at the end.

"She doesn't agree to stuff without meaning it," Annie added, because that much was true. If Maeve said she'd come, she'd come. She'd probably bitch and moan the whole time, but that hadn't been negotiated, now had it?

"Obviously she has to get a hotel room." And that was all Annie was going to say about the state of her beautiful, comfortable, made-for-everyone-and-not-just-Five guest room.