Oh, cool. I can complain to you about being our out of magic energy or whatever.

[she'll just leeeean on the stair railing if that's okay with everyone.]

It's terrible. I feel like I'm hungover. I mean, I've never been hungover before, but I'm pretty sure that this is what it would feel like. [...] But maybe that's the concussion? Oh. I also have a concussion. Mild concussion.