Nancy nods again, her eyes closed. All her makeup from last night is long since cried off. "Thank you. That's... all I think I need. Right now, anyway. To know I've the support in you two." She glances at the best pup that wasn't Bill or Bullseye, "Three, even."

She'd have to be blind, not to notice how tired the gentlemen were. "Go back to bed, you two. Let me make breakfast. Then I'll get out of your hair. Let me take care of you two, for taking care of me." Plus, she was a really great cook at this point now. Since Bill returned, she'd been working extra hard to make sure they had some damn good meals. Especially now that her boyfriend could appreciate real food on a level that her ex could not.