She scrunches her nose when he says she's the sweetest, but she's smiling. "I just thought of you when I saw them," she admitted, and then she laughed. "I mean, not the dog toys. That's not exactly what I associate with you."

She looks around the room - it's a lot of people milling about, but it's not really something she anticipated going all that late. "Well- I mean, if you're good with hanging out til nine, that's when I'm kicking everybody out - if they're not already gone by then." She takes another sip of her cider. "Or, definitely, we'll just find the time. It's up to you." Her eyes soften a little when she looks at him, and she chooses her words carefully.

"I'm really, really glad that I got to know you this year, Coop. You're-" A million things come to mind, but she just goes with her gut. "-such a good person, deep down, and- I honestly feel so lucky that we're friends." She rolls her eyes a little bit at herself, because it's clear she means every word she says and she's been trying really hard not to just... be a bucket of feelings around him, and she looks away with a small shake of her head. "God, just listen to me. Anyway. Uh. I mean it, though." She looks back, and shrugs, because she doesn't know what else to say, besides-- "I can't imagine what the last six months would have been like without you, if I'm being super honest."