Ennis picks herself up, staggering as she tries to stand. She wipes the blood from her face, flicking it across the ground. 'Yeah, not like there is an internet .... or a 24 hour news channel .... OR JUST MUKKING TELLING US!!!' She clenches her fists, but turns her back on the group rather than keep fighting Byron. 'You guys can handle the planning, I'm off for a drink.' She lights up a cig and walks away before anyone can stop her, flipping the bird as she exits.