Eliot had proven to have an amazing appreciation for the art the one time she talked ot him at the bar, literally right before she left, like, ugh! Talk about bad timing! She needed someone who could totally talk shop with her about absurdly fancy and complicated drinks!

And Summer had no idea where Annie might be going with this phone thing, but as soon as Vought bullshit left her mouth, she let out an excited gasp, and was locked in.

"Oh, yeah, sure," she said, almost dismissively waving her hand at Annie while leaning in toward her phone. "Space is great, Mom's great, we're totally kicking ass, what level of Vought bullshit are we talking about?"