Wait, Booker? Is he a friend from your world, the one who got you out? [She looked at her a little surprised.] I'd like to meet him one of these days, though... maybe we could not tell him I stole your first kiss. Guys can be kind of weird about those things.

[Especially when it kind of blew up in their faces. Literally.

She started back and opened a door into a changing room. Walking in, she collected a couple of large bath towels and looked over her shoulder at Elizabeth, biting her lip.]

Ummm, while we're getting into the towels for the sauna, could you... not look at me? I'm a little self conscious about the scars.