Tony laughed at what Domino said. "Or maybe it's a female thing, cause I gotta tell you, it's not working for me."
It was as he finished speaking that he got the latest message from Heather, telling him she was on the porch. He still thought she was mad for doing it, not because he didn't want to see her, it was the opposite in fact, but because he knew how sick he'd felt when he'd been separated from Domino.
Pushing himself up from the couch, he moved to the door. "You don't mind some company do you?" He asked Domino, over his shoulder as he walked. Pulling open the door, he was confronted by one very sweaty, and yet still ridiculously gorgeous, Heather. He laughed, a faintly mocking sound, shaking his head as he met her gaze. Reaching out, he took the bag from her hand, before putting an arm around her shoulders to lead her inside.
"Come on sicky. Once we know you're not going to pass out, we'll catch ourselves a fairy."