Léan nodded, eagerly, and sped back out to sea, ready to hunt for some good food. As much as he'd enjoyed the tropical fish in Hawaii, he missed the fish he found here.

Glory waited until he was out of sight before she went back inside. She made a pot of coffee just as Nana came into the kitchen.

"Morning, Nana," Glory said.

"Good morning, Glory," Nana replied. "Did you sleep well?"

"I did," Glory replied. "Coffee?"

"Only a little," Nana replied. "You know I can't have too much caffiene."

"I know," Glory replied. "That's why it's mostly decaf." Nana grinned.

"Good girl." Nana looked around curiously. "Where is your friend?"

"He's out catching his own breakfast," Glory replied as she poured some coffee. "I'm going to call Selena in a few minutes, because I need to return that suitcase to her."

"Alright."

Selena was already up. She'd been up for hours already. She just couldn't sleep, even though she was quite tired. She'd spent the past three hours or so playing Solitaire, all by herself.

Once Glory was done with her practically-fake coffee, she pulled out her cell phone and dialed Selena's number.

"Come on, pick up..." she murmured as it rang.

Selena, irritated by this seemingly impossible round of Solitaire, picked up her phone when it rang, just as she decided to pack up the cards and do something else.

"Hello?"

"You sound annoyed. It's not at me is it?" Glory replied, half-teasing. "I can always call back later."

"Oh. Hi. No, it's at this stupid game of Solitaire, which is going away, now," Selena muttered. The shuffling of cards could be heard over the phone.

"Eventually you'll get good at Solitaire," Glory said. "Trust me, I've done it. Anyways, you mind if I buzz by and drop off the suitcase?"

"Sure, come on over. I don't mind. I'll meet you outside." Selena sounded like she was in a good enough mood...but, of course, she could be quite deceiving. She hadn't gotten much sleep, and was actually in a bad mood.

"Alright, I'll be over in a few minutes," Glory said. "I'm probably going to get real coffee on my way, do you want anything?"

"No, I'll be fine. I've got food in the house I'm going to make in a few," Selena assured her, contently. "I'll see you then."

"Alright," Glory replied. "See you in a bit, then."

Selena hung up after that. Idly, she forced herself to get up out of bed and get changed into something a bit more presentable. She wanted to go back to bed, but she did need that suitcase back.

Slipping her phone into her pocket, Glory grabbed her purse, keys, and the suitcase. It wasn't hard to put the suitcase into her car, since it was empty. After a quick stop to pick up real coffee, she made her way to Selena's place.

Selena was waiting out front with a big jug of iced tea in her hand. She'd been sipping away at it for the past few minutes, while waiting. She waved absently to Glory once she parked.

Glory waved back as she got out of the car, coffee in her hand. She grinned.

"It's no Hawaii," she joked as her breath steamed slightly.

"Nope!" Selena stretched. "Feels nice to be home, though..." She closed her eyes, wearily. "Ah...I didn't get much sleep at all..."

"You okay?" Glory asked, a bit concerned. Selena was a friend, after all.

"I'm okay. I'll be fine. I'll nap today," Selena replied, stretching. "Hey...while I still remember, do you want that wheelchair while you're here?"

"Sure," Glory said. "Want some of my coffee? Caffienated enough to power a small country."

"Nah, caffeine hates me. Gives me a stomachache after I drink it..." Selena sighed, stretching. "Here, follow me around to the back...they're in the basement..." Selena started to walk around the building, to the other side.

"Suit yourself," Glory said as she inhaled the last of the coffee and left the cup in her car. She dragged out the suitcase and followed Selena around back.

Selena disappeared into the basement door on the side of the building. "Glory, come in! I don't know which one you want...one's bigger than the other...you can leave the suitcase out there."

"Alright," Glory said as she propped the suitcase agains the wall. "It's probably best to take the bigger one, unless you think you'll need it here."

Inside the basement, along with other assorted goodies, were two wheelchairs--an older-looking one, which was larger, and a newer one, which was smaller. "Here, your choice."