Shhh, Roxy come on you're sick. I know you don't wanna be bothered, but you should probably drink some water...

[He's kind of perched at the very edge of her bed, biting his lip and trying to figure out the best way to get her to comply.]

You're dehydrated, okay? Alcohol always does that. Can I just get you a glass of water? I'll leave you alone after that.