"Who reads anymore, right?" Anyone who can't keep a Kindle going for more than seven minutes without it turning the latest smutty, vampire slaying, steampunk necromancer book into hieratic.
She chuckled but there wasn't much energy behind it. She covered by nabbing another gravy covered french fry and popping it into her mouth. "Not the clubbing, social scene type then huh?" Not that she was anymore either. She thought if she stepped foot into a place with enough bass to skip a heart beat out of rhythm and pulsing lights going constantly she might slip a cog in her head.