Connie: oki dokie.. grabs melatonin from cabinet and puts it on table. Mind: I’ll be over dosing that later..
knocks on emy’s door*
emy: yeah? I’m not coming out you know
Connie: I have something for you..
Emy opens the door and the smell of blood triggers her instinct*
Connie: hands her the bag of blood* here, you can continue doing your hibernating