Chelsea swallowed the last of the water. It tasted surprisingly good. "Room 9205. H-Deck. Real close to the pool..." She winced a little, not from the pain, but from remembering what had happened at the pool. She heard the second voice, but couldn't quite see her from where she was. "Is that Lisa? Glad to see you're doing better. Hope my chair didn't give you too much trouble. It's ornery sometimes." She thought about her chair. She'd probably have to get one of those power ones now. But she really liked Old Blue. "Once we get to my room, Lisa, can you help me change? As much as I like Sean, I'd rather get to know him a little better before I let him see me naked." She looked over at Sean. "Sorry, sweetie."