Flynn paused, ignoring Ana's reply. He cocked his head slightly, eyeing Sam as she slept. He stepped forward, leaning down, his lips closing in on her's, but he stopped, inches from her. He stood back up, taking a step back before grabbing Ana by the arm and dragging her to the bathroom before closing the door. "That's not Sam. Sam smells like vanilla and mint. She always has, that girl smells like coconuts." He whispered. He paused, glancing away as he though, an embarrassed expression crossing his face, "I know that's weird. But. Trust me. Can you..there's wiring for the tv in the room. Get it and I'll hold her from behind while you tie her up with it, a big surprise."