There was something to be said about the power of distraction. Winnie had needed it in spades after she had gotten her potion and taken it almost immediately, her nights were a little too lonely for her liking.

She had of course lied to Dory when she said she'd let him know. The air between them was wrong, she hated it and she didn't know what to do about it. Winnie was no idiot however, and had informed the matron of the boarding house that she hadn't been feeling well and may not make meals for a day or two. Which she hadn't and of course her nosy matron had taken any excuse to knock on the door.

Fortunately Mr. Greengrass was adept at his craft as the potion had done its job spectacularly and though it had been far from fun and incredibly uncomfortable, her problem was solved, she was in fact, not dead and she was recovered well enough now. She would be keeping Mr. Greengrass on retainer for future need, but she sincerely hoped never to have to repeat that endeavor herself. That wasn't to say that she was ready to jump back on the horse, well of the male variety anyway. Winnie was perfectly comfortable in the company of her fellow ladies, so much so that she had one of the other gals from the boarding house in her bed at the very moment the floo lit up green announcing the arrival of only one person.

Dory's flustered reaction had her laughing, his voice catching her ears before she could see him from her current position, which was half-naked under the very skilled hands of Emelie from the second floor. Face flushed and unphased by the fact that she had been caught where she was, her company was not quite so welcoming of their guest. Win put a hand on her lover's waist to keep her where she was. Dory was the least of the propriety concerns here. "You are the only one who uses it, darling, plus if I need to be summoned to work, it needs to be open." Win reasoned as if they weren't fighting somehow. "Now, you can come back in half an hour or you can join us if you like, but you have about thirty seconds to choose." She warned him as she pushed up to her elbows to look at him, eyebrow quirked as if it were a challenge, emotion hiding underneath, but unable to show it.