Bright and breezy, Brett was up and about, and although bemused he wasn't feeling at all queasy from the night before, and even though the Halloween party at the hotel had been crazy, it was just what his stressed-out head needed to clear out all the debris that made it hazy.
Rue was certainly a dark horse she knows how to throw a party, however when cleaning up she may not feel too hearty, Brett was remarkably familiar with the concept of a party animal, but this was the first time he'd been to a shindig where horses held centre stage at the party.
Everything that he heard about Bella, and more was true, who would have thought you could have talked a horse into doing that, it certainly amused the fella.
The Tango is a difficult dance even for a biped, but you can only begin to imagine what it must be like for a quadruped, with four ankles to tangle.
To top it off she even got Black Knight, although erratic to strut his stuff on a table and it became even crazier when Lady joined him for a duet, it was great to see them trot on the tables tripping the light fantastic.
Sure, as hell, when Rue finds all those hoof prints running up and down her teak tabletops, she is not going to be amused, and those horses will end up like her breakfast eggs, well and truly scrambled.
But what a laugh it was to see CG having a benny, as she chased poor Ron around the dance floor like a bad penny, he had made the mistake of taking the rest of the family, one quick whiff and CM made a beeline for the muffins and tricky Ricky ran up her legs and snagged her new sexy black seamed stockings, in which she planned to draw the line with 3Gun.
Everyone apart from Denver, who had been deserted by the family and crew to find himself left home alone, pondering the reason why everyone had flown the coup, but no tears did he shed as he watched the party unfold from the balustrade with a bag of bones and felt the need to applaud.
Missy's behaviour left him mystified, to which none of his normal logic could be applied, so he turned in search of inspiration and looked at the Liberty Belle with pride.
Underneath the stars Brett and Marie Loé had shared an unexpected kiss, he had half expected another brush off, but he was sure when they next found themselves alone, another opportunity he would not allow himself to miss.
So, with his confidence renewed, he felt confident a good night would follow, and he wandered off to the bar where in his joy he did revel.
Even though he didn't remember making his way home or getting into bed, he was surprised to find that he didn't wake, face to face with Marie Loé.
Down the stairs, he danced to her quarters, the room was empty she had packed her bags and flown, and all that she left was a French Letter.