Sarah didn't turn around. She knew the cadence of that voice too well. “He said he’d be here by ten. It’s only ten-fifteen.”
The air in the apartment was thick with the scent of cheap champagne and expensive cologne. It was the kind of party where everyone was laughing too loud to hide the fact that they were all waiting for something to go wrong. [S7E20] Party
Sarah finally looked at him. The party lights reflected in her eyes, casting flickers of neon blue and artificial gold across her face. “Maybe this time is different. Maybe the writers—I mean, the universe—actually want us to be happy.” Sarah didn't turn around