[She lowers her voice with Rose's protest and tries to answer both questions at once, still squeezing them all together before releasing them from the hug.] Poppop, yes, it's me, who else would I be? Don't tell me you hit your head before you got up.

[Dave, why does she have to crane her head up to look at you, christ. It's like staring up at Dirk again.] No, no the city is normal, fine, what have you.

How are you all feeling? [She. Kind of has an inkling on how Rose is feeling just by looking at her though. She's seen that posture and hungover face before, ohhh it's been a while, but she... certainly knows it.]