"Yeah...sorry about the shirt." She commented as she tried to stand up with a grimace, not arguing when he helped her. Carol wasn't too proud when she was injured. The truth was, she was a trained soldier and she knew better than to be that arrogant.
"Pancho's." Her answer to where to go. "I'll be okay after a few days of sleep. Believe it or not, this isn't the first time this has happened." She smiled in a way that probably hinted of her being proud of the fact.
"Friday, huh? Maybe there's something at the bar you can use. What exactly do you need?" She was keeping her mind off the pain. For now, it helped to stay busy.