Carol really didn't want to take the cash but wasn't going to argue with Wanda. Instead, she took it, mentally telling herself one day she was gonna just show up at the girl's door with her own pizza, but for now, this would do.
She didn't even blink when the wine came over, just chuckling and nodding in appreciation. "Okay, so now I owe you pizza and beer someday Not a problem." She was happy to take a glass and grinned at the witch.
"Right. Some of these kids, it's hard to tell," Carol explained with a shrug. "I try to think of Tim that way, but uh...he's complicated." Which was understandable, considering all he'd probably been through. He was still not spilling a lot, though. But Carol knew the signs.
Speaking of signs, she noticed the book out on the table, studying it for a second then glancing at Wanda. "Should I ask?"