Frankie found Molly just finishing up the hot cocoa for both of them. "Here," she offered up a mug. "I totally get it - well, the fashion emergency part, anyway. I can't tell you how often I've had... a moment while in public." She couldn't understand Frankie's discomfort with their body, but fashion details were a problem Molly had dealt with more than once over the years. And yes, Molly definitely considered fashion issues an emergency!
When Frankie spoke again, Molly shrugged but her face was kind, "You don't have to if you don't want to. But," she hesitated, not knowing if she was over-stepping, "if you want an open ear, I'm here, and available." Molly had planned on just spending the afternoon at home after her short shift anyway. She sat at her little kitchen table and sipped from her hot cocoa, offering the other chair to Frankie.