Spinnie
[He's been trying to get Winnie to take it easy because she was nearly killed the other day, but she thinks you can slap an ice pack on a billion bruises and turn out okay. He invited her to stay over and just relax last night, he's been not-so-subtly trying to do everything to keep her lying down. In the bedroom he emerges with a soup he concocted. Ash Reshteh, a recipe his great grandmother passed down. He puts her bowl on the bed tray and sits by her legs] How're you feeling?