“no one ever wants to have fun with me on halloween. guess i’ll have to think of something that would match some guy that’s there stag and live vicariously through that.” she couldn’t imagine skimping out on her favorite holiday now that she felt more secure with being able to protect herself.
“you’re free to do whatever you want.” he could have gone on to state he didn’t actually care about holidays, but he didn’t feel it was entirely necessary. “you always have been.” It was his own way of saying she could go – just not to involve him at all. “now, if there’s anything else? i have to get several bottles of whiskey for me to burn through while you’re gone.”