"Yeah." It's so uncool of her, but she can't stop the smile that breaks out onto her face. Abby doesn't seem uncomfortable with this at all, or like she feels weird about what they did yesterday. All good signs, even if she does look half-asleep still.

"Did you, uh, sleep okay?" Stupid question. Not to mention kind of formal and awkwardly polite, for her.

Look, she isn't sure what to do in this situation, exactly. It's not like she can lean over and kiss Abby good morning. She can't just, like, assume. All the weeks of awkwardness and tension and sideways glances and finally they've done something about it, but they still haven't talked, they still don't know exactly where they stand.