"It's a date then," she added with a smile, getting off the bed to walk Nancy to the door. "But I gotta warn you, I play a mean game of blackjack if you ever feel like challenging me." 

After she once more held the door open for Nancy and waved her goodbye, Elizabeth locked herself in her room again and began her daily exercise routine. Was she tired, moody, and nauseated? Absolutely, but those were just excuses in her mind. If she wasn't dying or throwing up, then she could afford to train, although there was a possibility that the latter may occur sooner rather than later due to the pills. But she did want to get her work-out out of the way before Josh showed up, whenever that was, if he would even bother. 

Elizabeth started with push-ups, silently counting them until she would reach her desired number for the day, at which point she would move on to the next exercise.