Vienna waits for me ... to speak

We're staying in this gorgeous hotel, with a bathroom rivaling the size of some bedrooms I've had, and I'm sick in that way where my voice is gone, and my nose is stuffed, and my chest is congested, and I can't sleep more than two consecutive hours. Adam asked what he could do to help. I told him to just have patience with me today. I'm going to be slow as hell, but I will see Vienna.