[ CLAIRE NO. There's certainly a reaction - Angel blushes bright redcan't help but reflexively shoot a frightened look over her shoulder at the bathroom door, just in case.

It takes a few seconds for her to remember that snooping invisible Handsome Jacks aren't a thing, and Rhys isn't about to stagger in bleeding from all his faceholes for the sake of a jokey comment. She can relax. It's fine.

Time to turn the hot water back on. ]

We - we've been kinda lucky in that regard, I guess. Finding things. I think Rhys' frying pan is the best thing we've found, though. Even better than the shampoo. Which reminds me, uhm - do you like pancakes?

[ If not, what the heckie is wrong with you ]