Alicia pouts as she shakes the perfume bottle she'd received at Ricardo, tilting her head when he doesn't respond, face pressed into his pillows. "Ricardo?" He remains motionless and she panics for a moment, leaning in to kiss his shoulder. "Ricardo?" Still nothing and she sprays a little of the perfume into the air before settling more thoroughly over his back. It's only then that she realizes just how hot he is. "...Ricardo?"

She gets the thermometer and pushes him upright, brushing his hair out of his face and kissing him slowly, gently, until he stirs under her. "Alicia?"

"I think you're sick again, baby," she says softly, tapping his lips with the tip of the thermometer until he takes it in, holding it under his tongue with a grimace. It confirms it when she pulls it out, well over 100. "I'll be right back," she murmurs, kissing him again really quickly. She soaks a wash cloth and finds some tylonel, bringing all of the above to him and holding him upright as he drinks the pills down, groaning.

"I won a match," he tells her quietly. "First night of Wrestlemania week, and now..."

She kisses his forehead and sighs. "You're gonna be alright. I'll take good care of you." She sprays some more perfume around and he wrinkles his nose in displeasure.

"Is that..."

"Another mystery gift, yeah," she admits, feeling a little bad for using it in front of him. "Hey, uh, I'm not sure if I'm going to be needed for the shows next week."

He yawns and snuggles into her shoulder. "Why?"

"Noam was injured by Aries," she says with a wince. "I knew I didn't like his face..."

"How bad?"

"Not surgery bad, I think, but some time off bad," she sighs, running her fingers through his hair. "So if you need help preparing our move to California, I am here at your disposal."

He shrugs. "That seemed like such a good idea when I was sick originally, but now... I don't know..."

She peers into his face and presses a kiss to his nose. "Are you reluctant to leave Florida? Or is something else going on?"

"Place my mom looked at for us fell through, the guy refunded our deposit but now... we're back at square one," he tells her, eyes closed as he leans into her. "I don't know what to do. Maybe we should stay here, our lease is still valid, right?"

"Yeah. I was thinking about keeping the place for a little while longer, it's convenient with the performance center so close. I guess that's a good idea now," she says, soothing his hair out of his face. "Look, whether we're here or there, things will work out. I promise you, Ricardo. You can open a wrestling school pretty much anywhere." She cups his face and kisses him lazily. "But first, let's get through Wrestlemania week, and lets get you healthy, ok?"

He nods slowly and she smiles, curling her fingers around his, drawing his hand up to her chest. "I love you, Alicia."

Her eyes soften as she holds his hand to her lips, kissing his palms. "I love you too, Ricardo." He's feverish, his words a little stuttery and she's not sure he'll remember any of this, but it's nice to hear and to say it.