Chapter 852: Change, For A Change

"Maybe take a drink with you? Something icey?" Irene suggested. "And if you're staying long, definitely take a towel. Or it'll be you drenched in a singlet next."

"I don't plan on taking long," I said, pausing a hand on the doorknob and glancing back at her across the hall still hunkered down in the trenches of burger wrappers and french fry packets. "Hopefully just long enough to come to a decision." 

"In that case, I'll ready a stretcher," she said, wolfing down half a burger in one big nonchalant chomp. "I don't hear from you in ten, I'm assuming heatstroke and wheeling you out." 

"Hey, I'm not that indecisive, y'know?" I tried to claim only to hear the loudest, snarkiest snort back that even had me questioning my own words. "Only on… on occasion, alright?" 

"Yes," Irene said, peeking over the top of her burger bun with a keenly knowing smirk. "On occasion."