Frantic.

Amy is going on an overnight visit to the Maybe-Amy-House in 2 weeks. We're very excited.
But, of course, all the happiness is being overshadowed by the situation at her current house.
Just got a call from Dad, who got a frantic call from Amy that she is still in bed. Right now. At 10:55 in the morning.
Awesome.
Meanwhile, I am about to board a plane to New York for work. She knows I'm stressed out so she didn't call me to tell me about this.