"I know, I missed out on the gourmet cuisine that is hospital food. What was I thinking?"

Reluctantly Isabel pulled away. "While we wait for the food, I'm going to go take a quick shower and put on the comfy pjs. I feel all grubby. And," she said, rubbing at the bandage still on her forehead, "I can get rid of this, and the stitches I no longer need."