Snacks, right. Dory quickly ran through his mental inventory of the food presently in the house for ideas of what to bring her. The meal sitting warm on the table was too messy to eat in the tub, not to mention that it was a meal and she had specifically asked for snacks. They had some fruit - clementines, he thought - and nuts at least. There was also some cheese that might still be alright.

Stepping towards the edge of the tub, Dory stooped to kiss the top of her wet head and smiled. "I'll be right back with them." It wouldn't take him long, or so he hoped.

In the end, it took him no time at all to assemble the tray of fruit, nuts and cheese for her. He also remembered to grab her glass of whiskey before heading back to her. "I hope you haven't perished in the few minutes I was gone," he teased lightly. Once he handed over the tray Dory began to work on removing his clothes. "Do you have any other clients due soon or will you be able to rest for a day or two?"

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