And suddenly they weren't just talking about strange neighbours. Well, actually...technically they still were.
Sally took another sip. She was well into her second glass of wine, which seemed a bit accelerated when consumed with pepper up potion. "No. Not always." Sally was not above admitting that. "But when you realize that we live in a world where people are getting killed over a difference of opinion..." Her voice trailed off. "It makes it difficult to become attached to anything."
At any time you could lose your home, your job, your family. Sally didn't want to get close to one more thing that might not be there tomorrow. She finished the glass and turned her attention to the newest act on the stage, trying to not imagine the look on his face.