"I try and discourage her from the frog-turning," Miranda said with a small joking smile. But then she heard about the things that Kat had been told and all she could do with sigh with annoyance and sadness. Miranda was no stranger to comments on her looks from people who were as good as strangers to her. In some ways she almost preferred the flat-out racists to the more insidious type, the ones who said, oh, you're so exotic! and but where are you actually from? and well, you look white enough to me!.
People sucked, was what it came down to, and Miranda kissed the top of Kat's head again. "I'm sorry," she told her. Miranda knew that she got it less than both Cordelia and Kat - she'd always been the one of the three of them that could 'pass' more easily. She didn't hide her mixed heritage - she was proud of her roots - but it showed less. "Stupid fucking KKK dickheads."