She was mostly joking anyway, considering the fact that she filled the apartment in New Orleans in books for the whole twelve hours they were there.

"I'd hope not," she returns, smiling up at him.

She doesn't say anything beyond that, though, turning her attention to their surroundings as they make their way through the resort. "I have a feeling I'm going to have a hard time deciding between getting room service and actually going to one of those places," she eventually comments as a sign points toward one of the restaurants.