I'm lost during this whole exchange. Clearly, something happened in those first few hours, but I can't make heads or tails of what it may have been. But Midnight was quick to cut off Starla's inquiry, likely to keep me in the dark. Still, one misses one hundred percent of the shots he or she doesn't make. The festive atmosphere surrounding Starla's visit has suddenly soured, and I'm anxious to understand why.