Tinder nods and stands up, grabbing her bag off the floor and putting, "I'll help as much as I can, you're gonna need all the help you can get really. Plus, it's not like I have anything to do today. I was gonna spend the day on this couch, but helping you out seems like a better plan." She makes sure her bag is closed, puts her phone in the back pocket of her shorts and smiles back at Dom, "Thanks for patching me up, hon."
Dom smiles back at her and chuckles, "It's no trouble, but if you bust those stitches today don't expect me to redo them."
Tinder rolls her eyes a little at him, "Of course not, I promise if I bust them I'll go to a doctor or something." She looks back at Fox and Metal, "Now, where are we heading?"