At a halloween frat party -- with most of the gang there, and Ethan hung around the punch bowl -- not really interested in getting to know anybody else or talk --

-- Unlike you who ended up getting into a brawl somehow and stumbled over to the punch bowl, the start of a bruise on your cheek and a few gashes.

"Jesus, you alright? What the hell happened?" Ethan asked, visible concern on his face as he placed his cup down, and peered over at her.