She's got a day off and she's excited about it.
"I'm going to be so lazy," she promises. "I'm having the longest lie-in. You know what I don't have to do? I don't have to work."
She gets drunk on the freedom.
"I could have scotch at noon," she promises rashly.
"You want scotch at noon?" I ask, concerned as I am the only possessor of scotch in the building.
"Don't be silly," she says to my relief. "I'm going to sleep in way past noon!"