"There really isn't an in season here... I don't think. That's not how it works. I think?" But yes. Whiskey. "He makes a really good pecan pie. And his crust is the best I've had. And since someone hasn't let me try his pie, I guess Whiskey's is still the best." Grin.

That gets her to laugh. "I don't think many people know what to expect, so that's okay." She doesn't even know what to expect sometimes. "Oh, but that's mean. You should always bring contraband to people in the hospital." Her voice drops to a conspiratorial whisper. "The food here is fucking awful."

Though significantly better now that her jaw's not wired shut.