"Please," said Nick as he tried to put his hair back into some semblance of order. Tallulah was ill; it was definitely not a good time to be throwing his just desserts in her lap. Not that any time particularly was. "I would be a little upset to find out my best friend had died, so... Definitely consider not doing that. Yeah?" Yeah.

"Just throw something at the wall if you need a hand," said Nick. He excused himself handily, and promptly had a panic attack in the stairwell.