[ Oh fuckfuckfuck they weren't supposed to meet like this. Molly was supposed to have her diner already, be starting her life, maybe have a boyfriend. Not be standing in the vegetable aisle trying to convince herself that she would eat spinach if she bought it more often.
Laughing nervously, she tucks her hair behind her ears and smiles back. She can be normal. She can do this. ] Thanks, I've been good. Been bouncing around Europe for a while, it's been great. How are you?