Grace isn't having any of it, though. Whatever happened threw him for enough of a loop that he forgot about her altogether, and she doesn't think it's plain old vanity that makes her think that means something. He wouldn't just leave her sitting around by herself, waiting on him without so much as a phone call, if he weren't truly distracted. When it's clear enough he's not pleased about whatever's happened, she isn't about to drag him out on the town just to entertain her. It isn't as if she'd have any fun anyway, worrying about him.

"Well, maybe I want to stay in," she says. "Did you ever think of that?" There's a certain appeal to it, truthfully. Much as Grace enjoys being out and about with him, it's nice to stay home just because they want to, rather than have to. She leans her head against his shoulder. "Jerry..." She wants him to talk to her, but it's not as if it's as easy as all that. It would be tough enough, she thinks, if they weren't still learning how to talk to each other or that it's alright to do so. For her, though, that feels like all the more reason to try.