for the millionth time today she wishes she could just go home , but she still has the reception to get through , and a dance with her angry father , everyone staring at them ; she still has to wish the couple well and suffer through the cake and then spend seven hours traveling back across the atlantic beside someone who will not draw her a duck on a napkin , who will not steal her a small bottle of whiskey , who will not try to kiss her by the bathrooms .