He's only fooling himself if he insists that he isn't attracted to her (especially with her laugh and those little looks she tosses his way), but being sick kind of puts a damper on the situation, and plus-- she's spoken for. However, deep down, Tommy is still in there somewhere, and if Kate is lucky, he might keep a few things once he's back to normal.

Like maybe a plaid shirt.

...Nah.


Wayne does well enough with the task he's been given. Even though it won't put any cash in his pocket, or even guarantee him a beer, he does it because there's nothing better to take your mind off things than honest work.

So as he makes his way around the grounds, he inspects all the spigots he finds. A couple of them are coated with a thin crust of ice, and he has to chip away at them without much more of a fuss; others work fine, after a sputter or two. Here he makes sure not to get splashed, but the last one at a watering trough, probably partially blocked with ice in the pipes, delivers a sudden gush that sprays his pant leg.

"Goddammit!"

Whether or not Kate can hear the exclamation depends on if she's still hovering.