Chloe isn't nervous. Nah. What's there to be nervous about? Nothing. It's not like this is a diet housewarming party (the real thing will come eventually) or the first time she's meeting Carly. No biggie.

Okay, maybe she's already thrown back a shot or two in anticipation of this evening- to break the ice. A pre-ice breaking sort of thing, you know? Something like that.

Chloe feels a bit like one of those vampires in Twilight in the way she flies off the sofa and makes it to the door in record time when she hears the knock on the door. It swings open just as Jolyne finishes the last note and Chloe is all grins and peace signs.

"Sup! It's tits out, huh? I mean. Not literally, but- the weather. Yeah."