Gideon doesn't actually know which door is Sagramore's, so there's a nonzero chance she'd open his, and it's late enough at night¹ that that could mean walking in on him and his husband, and she's trying to stay on his husband's good side for reasons she can't really remember right now. "Nah," she says, instead of explaining all that with her distinctly fuzzy tongue. They reach her door, and she opens it. Grantaire may note that it looks like a perfectly unused room, except for a mirror propped up on an empty bookshelf with two small pots of greasepaint next to it.

"Thanks," she says, turning to Grantaire, "for the Wine. And the directions."

¹ Is it?