Well, then...you're a lazy slug.

[She blinks, then rubs her eyes again.]

At least I think so...crap, I don't even know what time it is! Argh!

[A lupine growl rolls up from deep in her chest on the edge of her frustrated groan.]

Comas are the devil. I'm not kidding, I'm punching the Admiral...I have to go check on the pub, find out who's taking care of my animals...hey, speaking of, how's Johnny?