Lycana is still chillin' in the hallway, and it's been a busy night for her. She's trying to enjoy a moment of respite when she spots....



...racks of tacky airbrushed Ruth Bader Ginsberg memorial t-shirts??? Uhhhhhh....

Corey leaps out from the racks and rolls Lycana up!

1....OBJECTION!

2.....OVERRULED!

After being annoyed by Reg and.... whoever the hell the other had been, Lycana had been entertaining herself scooting around the halls with her stolen wheelchair.

She had been wondering what else would go on when she spied another display of shirts. Remembering how amazing the first had turned out, she hurried her ass right on over to see.... that.

But then Corey hopped on top of her, rolled her up and it became about the best night everrrrrrrrrr!

Because he had tried to win her over with another gift. Not because he was trying to bend her into a kinky pretzel.

Duh.

She enjoys his sweet embrace until the very last moment, before kicking out. She did hate to disappoint him so. He was so damnably sweet.

"If you want to spend time together all you have to do is ask silly... you don't have to keep bringing me presents."

Lycana grabs the display and scurries off with it.... because it would be rude to refuse a token of his everlasting love for her.