Bree had suggested they take her car, only because Bree knew from experience, Ali would be going home with some one, and Bree didn't feel like taking a cab home alone at the end of the night.<br/><br/>Bree went home and showered as well, her hair long and straight, she just would let it fall naturally tonight. She put on her jeans as well, not as tight as Ali's, but they fit Bree just fine. She then put on a long sleeved black t-shirt that hugged her curves. Her make up was light, she never really needed much any way. She slipped into a pair of ballet flats and grabbed her jacket as the phone rang. "Yep, ready, come on over. Meet me at the car."<br/><br/>She checked herself in the mirror once more and headed outside to wait for her best friend.