"Tons." Abby's tone is more defeated than she intended. She wants to let loose and party, but she's still a little too scared to really just do that. She hadn't really grasped how dependent she was on the others until now. Without them.

Abby took stock of the various people around them, the subtle glances they were both getting. Not just the 'two hot girls' look, as this stranger was pretty, in a very reserved way. The way Ginny could just coldly hold herself. But the locals were giving them those little concerned appraisals that said one thing. "Summoned?"