"I'm just saying," Molly says, deliberately innocent, her shoulders lifting in a shrug. At least he wouldn't have far to go to get back to his own place if he did start to crash, but she hasn't seen him yawn again since they got inside, so that's probably a good sign.

Taking a seat by an arm of the couch, legs tucked up beside her, she nods for him to join her, then sips her drink. "Besides, it wouldn't say very much about my company if you just fell asleep on me."