It's about 1500 before she wakes up, and it's to the sweet smell of... mildly burnt food.  That, and it smelled as if the place had been cleaned thoroughly, and soft music that was clearly in French was being played throughout the area from a central point, likely Adjoa's commlink.  Looking around, Cat would be able to see her place was rather cleaned, and a set of soft clothes were nearby.  It sounded as if Adjoa was in the kitchen and singing along to the song, though not the best in terms of singing, and likely cooking too.  It looks like for a woman that had been up for upwards of 30 hours that she was still going quite strong...<br/><br/>On a more personal note, Cat would find her ass<em>throbbing</em>, aching and hot, a bit raw from the seven-hour pounding it had taken.  She'd likely be sore today and tomorrow, but would be walking awkwardly by the end of Sunday and on into Monday... assuming she did nothing to help it of course.