"I mean, I disagree just because it kept me from seeing you until now," good God, Annie, gross, "but yeah. A-Train and Noir were there and they were both, like, civil and kind of helpful, too?"

She paused halfway to her dresser to pick out something to sleep in, and snapped her fingers. "That's where I learn sneakiness. I'll ask Noir for tips."

That was the next step on the road between 'beat into nigh unconsciousness' and 'friendship,' right?