Sloane frowned. "Everything is not fine." And she hated it, loathed it, detested it with just about every fiber in her being. "I hate this." She pulled another face, pouting exaggeratedly. "Can we go upstairs and I can explain me, if nothing else?" It probably was not the best place to have this discussion as there would likely be some undignified crying or pleading on her end. Nobody really needed to see that but Alice. Alice probably didn't even want to see it, considering she had just tried to dismiss the entire thing, but Sloane was a stubborn little thing and she would not be swayed.