So long as we're clear.

[ Grell is especially surprised by that, and she's just giddy over it! With one more breath of amusement, she also manages to finish off the last of her food. Idly, she folds up the used newspaper as she chews. At last, she swallows it down with another drink of ale. ]

I would insist on staying with you tomorrow, but I'm quite certain the heavens would begin busting at the seams if there were two of us on sick leave.