Pepper is very resolutely trying not to look at her mother, who has a knowing smile on her face. Despite the pink flush in her cheeks, Pepper's own smile is more pleased than sheepish. She shrugs lightly. "Sleeping, and... other, uh, more intimate things. I have a drawer."

"I found them in bed together when I first arrived," Joanne supplies with amusement.

"Mom."

The woman holds her hands up in surrender. "I will henceforth extract myself from girl talk." Her smile dims just a little at Raine's latter question, but she doesn't appear overly bothered. "I do try. It's been almost fourteen years now."