"Wow, good to know your appetite is still healthy." She handed over her credit card and smiled at the guy behind the counter.
"Yeah, you were. I gave you the cure that turned you back. We fought." Abby waited for their food. "My room only has one bed, one of us can take the couch." She really didn't want him too far away just yet.
"No, you don't still have the teeth. Only thing you got left is the tattoo on your stomach. So if you see the little symbol there don't start freaking out wondering if you got drunk at some spring break festival or something." She grabbed the three bags of food.