Bree just let Ali talk. Yes the girl was a heartbreaker, but she would never tell her friend that. Ali went through guys like water. Still, she had to let Ali get it all out right now to feel better.<br/><br/>"Ali, listen, I know you feel awful right now, but Lucas knew what he was getting in to. Guys do the same things to girls and we're supposed to take it. Listen, if you like Jim that much, be yourself. Don't go in with cleavage bearing shirts, high heels so high no one can look in your beautiful face. Just be Ali. You're like the diamond guys like him never think they can touch. Talk to him, tell him how you felt tonight when be left, he'll understand." She gave Ali's hand a squeeze, and started up the car. "I need to get to home to sleep, you're going to feel that hammer fall in the morning."<br/><br/>Bree drove home and pulled in front of Ali's house, it would be easier than walking her across the street. She got Ali in the house and upstairs to her bed. "Think you can manage getting changed? I'm gonna go, get some rest." Bree left Ali hoping her friend would be alright. Bree then headed across the street and parked her car. As she entered the house she looked up, Ali's light was still on. Hopefully Ali could get some sleep and a fresh start in the morning.