Kelly: You think I could come upstairs?
Laura: What for?
Kelly: Well, uh, if I don't, I'm gonna lay down right here and you're gonna have to put traffic cones around me.
Laura: Where's your friend from the other night?
Kelly: Uh, that, uh, that's not gonna work out. I'll sleep on the couch. I don't wanna be alone tonight.
Laura: Come up. We'll negotiate where you sleep.