He stands there for a moment, making a big deal of considering it. "Hm. Cake and being looked after by hot soccer moms or retreating to the far corners of Chicago to lick my wounds and sulk. Gee. There's a tough choice."

He is going to take advantage of the fact that Murphy probably won't try to hurt him while he's injured. Oh how he will take advantage of it.

And now he's going to follow her inside with a shrug. "All right. You win."