<div class="floatright">(http://www.statesidestills.com/prodimages/vancamp_emily_everwood_24537l.jpg)</div>Evie watched seemingly in slow motion as Jazz went to put down the glass of wine but spilt it over her chest, and then fled the room looking very upset. Evie quickly stood up and went after her, still in only a towel, but soon found Jazz in the kitchen having pulled off her dress and sitting there in just her underwear. She was crying, too. Evie came up to Jazz and put a hand gently on her shoulder, wanting to hug her but not wanting to freak the girl out more. "Jazz, honey, what's wrong? It's just a spill, it's not the end of the world..." she said comfortingly. She did feel like Jazz could be a little over-reactive to things sometimes, but even with that opinion, she hated to see people upset, and would try to help Jazz feel better. "Come on, why don't you get changed into something else and come back in? We all want you to have a good time, it's your birthday after all."