After 20 minutes or so of that, she decided I might be a more productive line of inquiry. Today, she was a bit less interested in saying "please," so I waited until she actually asked nicely before reacting.
I mixed up her fix, then went back to sleep until about noon, when Frida woke me up with a cup of Earl Grey.
A nice conversation or two later, we had some bagels and lox, and then I headed to the shower, got myself together, and headed back south.
I've been home for a little bit. It's odd - this place is a mess, there's always more drama, and the weather is noticeably less comfortable. But it's home. Ah well. I'll probably be heading back out for dinner shortly, then to the bar.