Phoebe managed to drift off peacefully next to Demos and slept soundly until morning. By the time she had woken up, the drug had worn off and she was back to her usual self and feeling very good, albeit sore from the absolute fucking she'd taken.<br/><br/>Delphine looked beyond tired and ragged. Her hair was messy and there were dark bags under her eyes from not sleeping. She had at least changed clothes and was wearing a loose shirt and sweatpants along with a housecoat. She had been sitting in the couch, staring off at the wall as if she were miles away mentally. She also had her pistol sitting beside her on the couch loaded and ready to go. Hearing the knock, she very quickly got up but grabbed the gun and tucked it into the pocket of the housecoat. Carefully she opened the door. Hearing they were Brian's friends, she opened the door all the way and invited them in.<br/><br/>"Thanks for coming down." Her voice was rough from all the crying so she spoke more quietly to try and hide that fact. Listening to what he had to say, she was shocked to say the very least and her eyes widened. "Wha- he was at a saloon? He doesn't go near the stuff if he can help it..." Delphine bit her lip but her eyes lit up again as she heard him speak of Celeste. "Yes, that's her. But I don't get it- he doesn't drink and she's pregnant. Were they with someone? Someone at the restuarant last night told us Celeste left with a young man with blonde hair. Was someone like that around?"