"You do realize offering information to me is like offering sex is to you? I think. I'm shit at metaphors." Georgia admitted, "But I'm going to take you up on that, since they obviously have their heads up their asses. I like talking to them both, or I wouldn't, but damn." Another shake of her head and pinch of the nose, "That would be a bit weird, yeah." She agreed.
"Use what you've got, I guess." Georgia looked him up and down as openly as he had her earlier in the interaction, "And you don't even have to back it up with anything. Ass. The rest of us need personality."
"Sure, it's boring, but it keeps you alive. You sound like Shaun. 'George, come play with the zombies, George, lets go poke the cows, hey George, look, a bear'." She snorted, then let her face relax into a smile. She loved her brother. She'd admit it.