"Hospital food is the purest of evil." He was actually quite glad that there was a real chef in there with them. Who could really hate on the idea that they were going to get some real decent food. That was certainly a way to make a person act a lot better was to give them real food for a change.
He shook his head. "I think I can find my own way about," he told her, standing up. He really shouldn't take the bottle. He would just wake up with a worst headache than he likely already would. He woke up with them on most days.