Oh, those Summers boys. More than once Venus had wished she had gone to high school in Scarlet Oak, just for the sake of seeing what they had been like in those days. Grinning back at August, Venus briefly slipped her ring off of her finger and waited with an expectant look on her face. "No puddles," she observed. "I'm not even sweating, pup." She slipped her ring back on her finger as the waitress neared. She tried not to smirk at her behavior. Another member of his fanclub? "Burger and fries. With everything." Every couple of years she went vegetarian, and even managed to go vegan for a whole year once - mainly just to shut Willow up. She believed in the lifestyle... but... well, she was weak. She liked food. You couldn't be mated to a werewolf and completely avoid meat, so why torture herself? Lovely excuse, that.
Venus sighed and pulled her sunglasses off, and stuck her tongue out at August for good measure. Make-up covered the majority of the bruising around her nose, and a good deal of the discoloration around her eye, but make-up could do nothing for the puffiness. "Thirty-six," she answered with a grim smile. "My first war wound. It's actually not bothering me. I've got spells to accelerate the healing and take care of any pain or itching or swelling. Probably help with the scar, too. I think these will be ready to come out in a couple of days." Even in the air-conditioned diner, the touch of a were always felt so warm to Venus. It was one of those little marvels she never really got over. "Speaking of... I know most would refuse it, but make sure you tell people in the pack that I can boost their healing. I know you guys already have super special shiny healing powers and all, but I'm willing to be used here." Venus paused to wink at him. "I am not above buying favor points with magical remedies."