Ali was so thankful that Bree didn't mention anything about her being hungover, yes she was, but it wasn't the worst she'd ever gone through. She'd learned how to function through them a long time ago, so she'd be good for work.<br/><br/>They got to work and Ali was glad that she'd remembered to bring Jim's darts, the ones that he'd left when he was rushing off last night, she didn't want to face him right now, but knew that she'd have to. Instead of walking over to the IT Department, she decided to shoot him an e-mail, maybe give herself time to think of something, something that actually made sense, to say to him. 'Hey Jim, I have your darts if you wanted to come by and get them. Thanks for the game last night, I had a lot of fun.  -Ali-" Eh, not the best, but certainly not the worst, she decided before clicking send.<br/>