Cal looked up with a bit of a start when Isi made herself known.  Grinning at her old friend she took a moment to sort out the meaning from her odd word choices.  The teasing was friendly, no matter what she was saying.  Running her hand through her hair she shook her head at the Doc's threat.  “I only drink ta sleep.  Ain't got time ta sleep now.”  She tried to scowl at the much taller woman as she left, but Isi knew her well enough to be able to tell she wasn't truly angry.<br/><br/>“We keep the Doc about 'cause she knows her way 'bout a body.  An' the Rim pays good coin fer her services.  Bett'r than can say 'bout you.”  Smirking she reached up to her shoulder, pulling her hand away at the last moment.  “Ye keep yer eyes off me lallies gerl.  Now whatcha want?  Ye ken tell me as I wash.”  Figuring Isi would follow or leave she returned to her bedroom, pulling the skin from the wall.  It wouldn't be as good as a shower but the water supply was low. Filling the sink she began to scrub away the sweat and stink of the night, adding a little bit of scented oil.