[The part of Caitlyn that still feels like Caitlyn would like nothing more than to talk about Vi. Or find Vi. But the compulsion that's been directing her to get drunk and dance on tables just wants to keep the party going.]

I've spent my whole life only ever allowed to do what my parents deemed 'proper.' [That much is true, though it still seems to be coming from that feeling in her head.]

And I'd like very much... [To catch a serial killer, which her parents would never approve of her doing, and kiss a girl she truly likes rather than some vapid heiress chosen by her mum.] It's as though there's something. In my head. That wants nothing more than to have one good night of revelry.