Re: Sonrisa: Sam & Daniel
[She smiles at the kiss to her cheek, and it's just nice, yeah? It doesn't freak her out or anything. She pats her spaceheater, because she loves that fucking thing.] It's named Kahlo, yeah? [She names stuff all the time, and she doesn't even remember when she started, and she points toward the basement stairs, which are in the back, next to the now-empty room with the easels and paint stains all the fuck over.
Her smile dims just a little when he mentions meetings and women talking about shit being bad, and she already knows, yeah? There's nothing he can say that's worse than what she's already imagining - babies without heads and missing limbs.] Yeah. I know fucked up, but I didn't know I was knocked up or whatever. It wasn't on purpose or anything, so I didn't know. [Which doesn't cover her using since she found out, but the damage is already done, yeah? And she can't just quit without getting sick. And when she's sick, she gives the fuck in, because she can't help that, either.
She doesn't get that he's trying to look innocent about Lou, and she doesn't even have the smarts to question when he's had the chance to see her brother.] Cris is calling him. They came out here together.