Determined by the decision I just made, I get dressed before I can change my mind. Leaving my hair to air dry, I walk out of the bathroom and go in search of my phone. I don't really feel like dealing with Will after everything that happened last night. I think I'll just grab my thing and then make like Harry Houdini and disappear. Peeking around the corner, I see Will reading "The Art of War" in the same place he was last night with those same glasses. I don't know why, but I really like seeing him wear those. Focus Astra! I don't want to speak to him right now. What if I had really forgotten what happened last night and I really thought I might be pregnant. What would he have done then? I should've just played along. I would have loved to have seen just how far he would take it.