The sun is bright in her eyes. She squints and looks around. This is not her hotel room. And the hot guy from last night is next to her. What was his name? All she remembers was the uniform. Marine.

Henry?

Yes… Last name… Unknown.

But they are both still clothed so that's good.

And then she feels it. The cheap plastic ring on her finger.

"Fuck."

Her loud expression causes the marine (Henry) to startle.

"Who are you?" He asks her; hungover and full of sleep.

"Elizabeth… What's your last name?"

"McCord…"

"Elizabeth… McCord?" She shows him the ring.