Again, open relationships, Kavinsky, but Max doesn't know, so she can't say anything about it. "I can get that. But," she drawls out that t and looks down, "if it's worth it? Then it's worth bothering. I can understand not being sure, though."

She rolls her eyes.

"Of course not. If you have music people can dance to it. And if you have a bonfire, maybe we can get a bag of marshmallows out of the replicator and roast them. It's light. You can tell ghost stories. And it can be plenty of fun."