"Oh! Speaking of busy," he leaned towards his bedside table and retrieved his laptop. "Connection is kind of shit down here, but Jean Claude has been working on it. Especially once Asher got the hang of online shopping and demanded that someone "make it go faster"."

He snickered again, opening the laptop and clicking a few buttons. He eased himself over on his bed and gestured for her to come and sit, clearly still out of it enough that he didn't recognize the possible breach in etiquette. "We can look to see if there's anything you like the look of. For clothes."