Tillie had been sitting with Sawyer for hours; the two had been trying on dresses for the premier since soon after both had received their invitations. If they were going, they were going in style. Both were relaxing on her couch, both relieved to have the down time before meeting the others. It would be a tense time for all of them.

Tillie glanced at Sawyer, choosing to ask the questions that had been on her mind since the evening before. 'You haven't heard from Danny, have you?'

'And how exactly would I have?' Looking up Tillie could see she wasn't angry. Just sad.

'Well...I was wondering how we got these invites.'

'How am I to know? Listen, I doubt he had the capacity to get us in here.'

Tillie glanced down, before catching her eye again. 'And what if he is there?'

Sawyer smiled at that. 'I guess I'll just need you to protect him from the others while we catch up.'