"Better than I look probably." She chuckled a little. "Thanks for asking though." She says, taking another dink of her coffee. "Oh, and if the clothes I set out don't fit, then I'll have to get you something else." She says, putting down the emptied mug. "But one thing I can assure you, Warren," She paused to look over her shoulder at him. "Is that this isn't a dream. I hate to say it, but I know." She says, offering a small smile.