Oh, you know. Trying to make up with Byerly, starting a bar brawl, arranging for a Guard to get promoted in exchange for him informing on his squadmates, fighting with Byerly, bypassing curfew. Normal stuff.

[ Oooh, black currant preserves. She plucks that one from the basket and plops down at the table, using a spoon to put the jelly on the bread. ]

Just hanging out with friends sounds like a good birthday option to me, if that's what you wanna do. [ Then, teasing: ] You haven't been trying to think of something since you got off work, have you?