She's in the middle of some very important lounging when a voice she doesn't recognize interrupts to ask about paint, and Chrissy opens her eyes to apologize for not paying much attention to the paint supply- when she realizes that the paint-splattered guy inquiring about it is vaguely familiar.

It takes her a solid minute to make the connection, though, and she spends entirely too long gawking at him in the meantime.

"They let you out of the hospital!" It's likely not the answer he's hoping for. "Sorry, no. I haven't seen either of those, but I could help you look if you want."