Caitlin made it too easy for her to come out. Repressing emotions, choosing not to feel any of them, anger at herself, essentially putting them under house arrest. The only outside interaction the moodier roommate let them have is playing with Barney and a girl can only take so much being cooped up. She almost wishes that they could talk to each other more easily.

And then someone just had to say something. Luckily, they are in a public and among friends. Her rage quelled to a simmer. For now, at least. But oh no, she's not letting Caity back out.

Frost pours herself some vodka and grabs some popcorn before she plops herself down. At least she could get movie night to socialize somehow. The meta glances around to see whom could be her target of her throwing ice cubes at.