Drea had been lying in bed, relaxing after her workout earlier in the day, when she smelled it. Being a Texas gal, she couldn't resist the smells of grilled meats, no matter what kind. She wasn't naive enough to think that everything was completely kosher, but she figured it'd be close enough that she and God could deal with it.
Wheeling out into the courtyard, following her nose, it took her no time at all to find the source of the wonderful smells. It had to have been since before her accident that she'd smelled it, and she missed it terribly. She was broken out of her reverie, however, when she saw the familiar face of... "Dr. Watson?" She was a little surprised. She'd been under the impression that there was no actual staff here, at least not that they were allowed to interact with.