Dinah studied the pizza box, attempting to give Dean his privacy, her cheeks flushing just a little bit. When he returned, she met his eyes and smiled, relieved that he was now wearing more than just the towel.
Maybe that was it, Dinah thought as her stomach rumbled again. Somewhere across the City, she stumbled as the hunger distracted her for just a moment. Maybe she was 'needed' here because she needed to eat.
It was getting difficult to keep up with things now. Fatigue was starting to set in as she realized how very hungry she was.
Dinah gratefully all but inhaled two slices of pizza, her focus very much elsewhere as she tried to keep it together in the various fights she was involved in.
Oddly enough, somewhere towards the end of the second slice, she ended up in the kitchen at the Clock Tower, making dinner for Jake.
When Dinah had finally eaten enough that she could focus on everything again, she realized with a start that she was still there. She studied Dean thoughtfully for a minute.
"You're... is everything okay?" she asked him. Maybe it seemed like an out of the blue question, but she didn't have the ability to focus on so much at once and carry on a truly coherent conversation. Now that people were starting to get off work, more crimes were happening all over the City, which mean more people in need.
She had forgotten the note that stated 'for your enjoyment between 12:01pm and 11:59am" and wondered briefly how long it would take her to get used to this new ability.