THIS COMES AS NO surprise to elizabeth . she's felt awful all bloody day , probably because she'd gotten caught in a rainstorm the prior day whilst on the way back to the shop after collecting items from the market for mrs. lovett . her nose is running , all stuffed up . her throat feels like it's coated in nails with every swallow . her skin is more pale than it usually is , though her cheeks are red with a fever . all in all : she feels like utter shit , though she's been trying her hardest to push through it and do what she needs to do . sighing heavily , lizzie plops herself down on the small bed in the corner of the barbershop and places a hand to her temple . a headache , probably a nasty sinus one , is beginning to rear its ugly head , ❛ i think i came down with somethin' ... ❜