She fishes it out, resolutely not looking at the flickering images, and takes a long swig. Flask still in hand, she returns to the bed, laying back and staring at the ceiling. She's a little more relaxed from the hot water, and the -- well, the other thing. She needed something to take the edge off.

Still, she feels like she could sleep for a week.

Looking up over her head, she sees the light from the window. It's a gorgeous day outside, from what she can see.

"You want to go for a walk? Around the lake?"