"Sorry," Yorkie mumbled her guilt making her voice even smaller as she continued rubbing her friend's back as he empties his stomach into the closest trashcan, but Greg sends her a reassuring smile once he was able to lift his head. "I was the one that thought I could handle front car speed so soon after we'd finished eating York." He reminds but redoubles his shaking grip on her steadying arm none the less when they followed the other riders from the coaster.

"Honestly, I don't know how you did it." Greg praised as Yorkie's arm slides across his shoulders when they were battered around by the eager crowd of former riders racing back into the queue for another ride.

Yorkie laughs feeling a little more of her guilt ease the stronger her friend's grip became as they walked. "Hidden talent I guess, although none of the coasters I ever went on were that fast. Man, what a rush." She shrugs.

"I remember you saying you were a bit of a closeted wild one before your accident but this." Greg shakes his head looking back at the coaster they had just gotten off of. "This was something else."

Yorkie drops her chin to hide her blush.

They had just made it back to the boardwalk in front of the coaster and found a bench to sit and wait for the other members of their group to meet back up again when Yorkie noticed Greg's guilty expression. "Do you feel sick again?" she asks concerned but he shakes his head fidgeting nervously with the zipper of his jacket.

"I have a confession to make." Yorkie tenses, but doesn't say anything as she appraises him in the glow of the closest streetlamp. He still looks a little green around the gills but at least he wasn't shaking anymore. "That was actually my first time ever on a roller coaster." He paused peeking over at her expression then nudging his shoulder against hers with a shy smile. "So, thanks for going on it with me."

Yorkie pulls him in for a one-armed hug resting her forehead against his shoulder when he returns it. "Your welcome."

Greg looked as if he wanted to say something else but he was interrupted by an excited yelp that had them both looking over with mirroring amused smiles at Sandy's more directional tripping than running in her eager state to get to them while she drags something with her that looked to be almost as big and as fluffy as she was as she trotted over with Kelly, Laura, and Annie a few steps behind her. All three shaking in quiet laughter at the adorable sight as they allow her to lead them.

"Hey, pretty girl." Yorkie greets immediately picking up the pleased and practically vibrating retriever mix the move all but ensuring a greeting bath of puppy kisses while Sandy's tail beat a mile a second against Yorkie's forearm. Kelly gives a mock pout at that leaning over for an affectionate scratch behind Sandy's ear "We haven't even had her a full day and already I'm second best." She sighed for a second time letting herself be pulled down for a greeting kiss of her own. "Not a chance Kels." Her wife promises against her lips with another round of softer given kisses.

"Not that it isn't cute or anything cause it really is but you realize that thing is almost as big as she is." Yorkie muses when they pull apart eyeing the plush toy Sandy was snuggling with as she curled up in her lap. The cream-colored sloth tucked rather content looking between Sandy's paws as she snuggles up to Greg's side as he and Annie talk between themselves.

"Come on York. How was I supposed to say no? She gave me puppy eyes." Kelly pouts "Besides, I did give her a choice between the otter, or the sloth and she picked sloth." She reminds holding out the other prize to her wife. "What? For how much you love the water I think it fits sweetie."

"Well, she is a puppy." Laura reminds with a laugh while she leans against the guard railing beside the bench Yorkie, Greg and Sandy had yet to move from.

"Oh, I remember." Yorkie smiles bringing Sandy up to nuzzle her cheek against the puppy's furry one. "I mean look at her."

Annie lets out a giddy "Oh man this couldn't be any cuter. Hang on hang on need a picture." As her hand goes to her jacket for her phone.

Yorkie blushes then starts to panic once the device was clear of her new friend's pocket. "Oh, no, I don't think…." She starts to protest trying to pass off a now hurt looking Sandy toward Greg who just shakes his head his hands up in defense. "She wants you York." The dark-haired girl knowing he wasn't just talking about his excited girlfriend as he reaches out giving the golden furred pup a few light scratches.

"Sweetie it's alright. Just let her take your picture." Kelly encourages bringing their joined hands up to press her lips against the back of her wife's hand. "Although." She muses eyeing her wife's wind-swept hairstyle. "Maybe something a little less bedroomy?" Yorkie blushes yet again at the comment but can't help nuzzling her cheek into Kelly's hand when her wife moves to help her tame the mess that had become her hair. "And-perfect." Kelly determines once she was finished.

"I stand corrected this could so get even cuter. God you three are killing me in cuteness." Annie coos as she clicks away filling her phone with even more pictures of the trio. Most of the results of this mini photoshoot will end up framed and hanging proudly on the walls around the beach house in the following weeks.

"Laura what's wrong?" Yorkie asks noticing how the quietest of their little gang had been rubbing at her knee with a pained expression when she thought no one was looking. "I'm fine," Laura promises Yorkie doesn't let up until Kelly steps in to explain with a guilty sigh. "She was on the losing side of a fight with one of the more expert level carny games."

Despite the friendly tease, Laura's expression turns defensive as she takes the cold compress Annie offers with only a small node in thanks. "That hammer was totally counterbalanced, and my hands slipped on that last swing." She reminds shifting the ice pack into a more acceptable position against her injury.

"See I'm not the only one that keeps my pain sliders to a more natural level." Yorkie summarizes bumping her fist with Laura's while Sandy maneuvers enough for her front paws to rest against the shorter woman's uninjured knee after tumbling with surprising grace from Yorkie's lap to Laura's giving Kelly the opening she'd been waiting for to claim the now empty space for herself. "Hey adrenaline junkie." she greets while Yorkie nuzzled her face against the dip of her wife's shoulder with a soft "Hi stupid." With a pleased hum as her wife's fingers slid around her neck then but into her hair.

"I hate to be a downer ladies but-" Greg sighs glancing at his watch then over at Laura and Annie. The two women groaning in unison as they mirror the move but Kelly jumps in before he could continue "Oh no come on based on what Ann told us earlier we still have two hours left before they call you back." She was also looking at her watch while Yorkie's eyes ping pong between the four of them as she absently feels around for the sloth Sandy had dropped during her one sides snuggle fight. "I know that look."

"Me too." Laura muses rubbing her free hand against Sandy's scruff to comfort her when her toy hadn't been quickly returned. "What are you scheming at Booth?" the former nurse wonders with a sigh as she elbows Yorkie then node to a point the taller woman's searching hand had yet to reach where the sought after plush had landed. The move earning a soft breath of "Thanks." Laura returns with a teasing smile.

Kelly's eyes flicker to hers while her smile widens making the others imaging, she should be batting bird feathers away from her lips but when she speaks her focus was back on her wife. "Come on baby two hours is plenty of time. We can be there like-" she pauses snapping her fingers bringing a reminder of another talk between them to mind while hiding out in that side alleyway on that rainy night in a virtual town that for the residents that choose to set their sliders high enough never needs to sleep.

Yorkie buckles without much more encouragement "Why not just ask them instead of being all mysterious and scheming." She suggests stealing the soda Annie had just handed over while Kelly was distracted looking into each face of the other four in their group. "And here I thought you liked me 'being all mysterious and scheming' but guess not." Kelly sighs while Yorkie drinks. The taller woman rolls her eyes at the comment wordless nodding toward the others as she pulls in more of her gifted soda with a pleased hum.

Kelly pauses admiring how her wife's current pose of taking in everything else around her as she drank was so similar to yet at the same time so different from the same one she'd spotted that night at Tucker's when she'd slipped into the booth beside that total yet cute looking stranger who would change her life in more way than one. This time it wasn't the curious inspection of a first timer in the flash of her eyes but the keen look of an old soul finally at peace as she takes in the constantly updating world around her. The pull of empty air in the straw shakes her out of her regarding but Kelly needed to blink a time or two until she remembered her previous train of thought. "Um-how-erm how about we grab a bite of something other than carny food before you all head out?"

"The roller rink just down the block makes a mean cheeseburger."

"Most say it's worth passing over for." Kelly comments with a laugh pulling Laura gingerly to her feet. "I could go for a triple chocolate shake right now." She shrugs glancing over at the other two.

"Sounds good." Greg agreed.

"Lead the way ladies." Annie smiles already helping Sandy down from the bench while Yorkie starched and collected the otter and sloth plushies. "I knew I liked you three." She jokes falling into step on Greg's other side.