"That must explain why you are the way you are, then." Just a statement, though she did mean for it to sting a little bit. Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on how you looked at it, Cait didn't have the opportunity to have a jaded youth. Her family was loving, her sister was her biggest confidante, and she never really struggled with anything.
"No. You are not." He reached forward and grabbed David's soda gun from behind the bar, shooting some water into her empty glass. "There ya go, sweetcheeks. Drink up."