"That's it not a Monday?" Clarke suggests with a laugh. It isn't a Monday, but it is pretty terrible thing to toast to. She's never been one to make up speeches or toasts on the spot, defer to other more eloquent than her. If pushed she could probably do it, hell, she has done it. But it was always a pale shadow of what others could do. At Molly's final suggest, she nods. "I can do that. To finally getting your own apartment again." Gently she clinks her glass against Molly's before taking a sip. "Serious question. Are you going to paint your walls?"