Clara spotted Sarah first and hurried over. "Sarah, you're awake?" she asked with concern.
Sarah Shelby rubbed her splitting headache, wincing as she asked, "Clara, what are you two doing here?"
Clara's first response was a worried question. "Is your head hurting a lot? Come sit down."
As she spoke, she helped Sarah over to the sofa. Sarah gave Seth Quinn an awkward smile and a nod in greeting. "President Quinn."
Seth Quinn nodded back in acknowledgment.
Once she was seated, Clara said reproachfully, "And you're asking? You drank so much last night; it'd be a miracle if you didn't have a headache. Luckily, the bartender was nice enough to call me when he saw you passed out by yourself. Seth and I went and brought you back."
Sarah looked a little sheepish and thanked Seth Quinn. "President Quinn, thank you. Sorry for all the trouble last night."
"Don't mention it. You're a friend of Clara's," Seth Quinn said coolly.
