She wanted to say no.  To tell him to go screw himself and sit in her angry and her misery...But the last few days had the worst of her life, even worse than hearing about the tryst with him and her mother.  Even if she was still mad at him, her fury was dulled by her pain.<br/><br/>"Fine." She said.  It was all she could muster, and she didn't have to say anything to Jane as they exited her shop.  Again, she caught the look her in friend's eye.  Even with the knowledge of Alban's betrayal, Jane had a soft smile on her lips, she was happy to see them mending some fences.  Roxie did her best not to make eye contact with anyone as she entered his bar, and she simply followed him through it and down the stairs until they reached the basement.  She thought it would feel weird or strange to be here again, but instead it felt like the balm her soul had been missing, at least a little bit.<br/><br/>"It's quiet.  I think this is the first time I've been anywhere quiet in a week."  Though there were the sounds that came along with a brewery, there were no sounds of people talking, or the hum of the bar above them.  She pushed out a breath and looked at him.  "Thank you.  I'm still...This is still a bad time, but thanks."  Her fury wasn't all gone, but it was softer.