Hetty's house.

'Achoo!' Hetty sneezed.

'Bless you.' Granger replied as he handed her a box of tissues.

'Thank you. Sniffle. Still can't believe how fast that downpour came about! And it just had to happen when I had an umbrella with a small hole in it!'

'Well, at least you can run fast.'

'Not that fast! (achoo!).' Hetty sniffled.

'Need me to make you anything? Tea? Soup, anything?' Granger asked.

'Some tea would be nice.'

After Granger fetched her tea, he came back to find Hetty sound asleep in her armchair.

'Oh Hetty.' Owen mused.

He put the tea aside, gave her an extra blanket, and let her sleep.