<em>Is woken by a voice, this time sprawled out on the floor cuddling a large tankard and using her coat as a pillow. Sits up blinking groggily and takes a squint around.</em><br/><br/>Oy, I've gotta stop falling asleep in here. I'm too old for this shit.<em>Spies the gingerbread fellow near the door.</em>I must have drank more than I thought, now I'm seeing gingerbread people. That's never a good sign...