Few things truly shocked Kiki; she was used to doing the shocking, frankly. But this news rattled her and she didn't like it in the slightest. Unsure of how to respond, Kiki pushed herself off the couch, cigarette still in hand, and she stomped into the kitchen.
"Why a job?" His words finally sank in and she came back into the living room. "You didn't fucking quit, did you?" Her voice got shrill. Lena didn't have a job, either, and who would pay for things if neither of the Kellys were working?