Gwen had gone to the chippy before turning up at Owens, and was bringing enough food to feed a small army. Or at least a teenager, herself and Lyssa. She also hadn't forgotten the chocolate milkshake.
She was thankful that, as of yet, she hadn't ended up naked, singing or turned back into a teenager. She was just hoping that she could help Lyssa and Owen.
She knocked on the door, and waited. "Lyssa? It's Gwen."