Flying to the nearest convenience store, she puttered around the aisles, looking for anything else a munchie-afflicted agent might enjoy. She got both chocolate and powdered mini-donuts, as well as a carton of chocolate milk. She tossed in a package of red licorice whips, just because she could. Hey, he could munch on donuts, she wanted some licorice whips. The clerk gave her a knowing look as he rung her up, and she just rolled her eyes and took the bag and her change, then left to flit back to Phil's.

Slipping in the window, she closed it behind her and went into the bedroom, mouth twisting into a small smile as she saw him dozing away. Quietly, she went over to kneel by the bed, head resting on the mattress as she looked him over. Poor thing...