"I'm...I'm okay. Physically. I ate some drugged cake and ended up thinking I was my friend Paris, who is really aggressive and stuff, and I shot a bunch of zombies, and Logan," she points slightly to the guy in the cot, "thought he was someone else, and he offended Paris - or me - and I - as Paris - kind of whacked him with the barrel of the gun and he hasn't woken up yet. But other than that, I'm great," she says, barely pausing for breath.