Daphne bit at her bottom lip, looking concerned, but she nodded. "It seems all of my friends seem to have gotten sick. And yes, it got very bad for awhile there, but I'm obviously fine and just as lovely as ever."
"It would take more than a plague to bring me down, but it was good that I had help."
Daphne poured herself a drink behind the bar. Surely, Miles wouldn't mind, since she was helping him out. "I figure it's about time to celebrate. We should be free of this awful plague soon."