Micky nodded and handed her a remote. "Here you go, it's to the remote to the TV. I'll be doing my bet to make something.." He said, before walking out the door and down the stairs. Keeping the door open Incase she needs something. He then looked around the kitchen, he went to the freezer and looked inside. "Maybe she will like pizza pops.." He said, taking them out with a few other things.<br/><br/>Ten or fifteen minutes later Micky walked back up stairs and opened the door. "Hey, I hope you like food I put in the microwave.." He said, handing her a plate of pizza pops and small buns that are sloppy joes. "So, how do you feel?"