Millicent raised her eyebrows. "As I said, a shit lesbian. That's what tits are for, you know. For midnight snacks and comfort food. And everything inbetween."
This was going slightly better than what she'd expected. Talking breasts was definitely a step forward from hauling Romcom out by her hair in an attempt to shut her up.
"Hypothetically you could get nothing, since you hypothetically have nothing to hypothetically hold over my not so hypothetical head."