She grins again when he touches her hair, when he tucks it back behind her ear and she's going to have to talk to Les soon, she thinks. Not tonight, there's no reception and he's with Corry anyway, but maybe she'll see if she can call him tomorrow morning. Or maybe she'll just show up at his place, see what he thinks.

"Good," she says, her lips still curved into a smile. "I like the sound of this plan. I'm sure he'll be grateful to hear about how you looked after me tonight." And she's teasing a little, but she means it as well. She likes to imagine what Les might think of the story, of Caden coming to her rescue on the beach.