She actually let herself go a bit limp in her seat at the thought of relaxing for the evening. "I think I'm being dragged to some function at the ABT, which is going to be a little like hell on earth since everyone will do that whole mock sympathy, 'we're so sorry you aren't dancing here anymore but deep down it's nice to not have the competition and thank God it wasn't my leg that gave out' thing that they do so well and I'll have to thank them and act like I'm touched when really all I am thinking is that they can go get stuffed."

After a brief silence and realizing how she must have sounded, Waverly laughed a bit and shook her head. "I'd much rather take a long, hot bath and then take advantage of the big fluffy bathrobe waiting for me and the three hundred cable channels, room service and bed."