To that, Cisco shrugs a little and settles on his mattress, because he's fairly certain that the sleep aid is going to be released sooner than later and he'd rather not fall asleep in an uncomfortable position and wake up stiff and pissed off in the morning. "Well, nobody's perfect, Blue," he replies, yawning. "Give Oxford a break."

He turns his head to look back at her with a smirk. He can joke, too.

With a groan, he shifts on the mattress. "Seriously, these mattresses are the freaking worst to try to get comfortable on before the gas gets released. I've woken up stiff every morning so far. Not cool."