You're only what I see sometimes

I made a deal with Jessie: I would work in the kitchen with her all night (she likes to work in the presence of other people, I do not), if she would go to Evensong at St. Paul's with me. She held up her end of the deal, and it was awesome. I got to walk on the millenium bridge for the first time, see inside St. Paul's for the first time, and hear some really pretty choir singing. But when we got home, she decided that she was feeling "ill" (as opposed to "sick," this one will come in handy) and would rather work in the comfort of her own bed. Score!