Molly wandered on over, the snow was cold, but she could deal with that in the name of her fix. She knew she was hopelessly addicted to the blasted things, but it wasn't the biggest item on her list of personal problems so she kept it up.
It helped keep her calm, anyway.
"It's a bloody long story," she said. The French did remind her some of her ex, but the accent was completely different so it didn't sting. Wherever this one had learned it sure wasn't Paris. She could tell, "Some of it's downright unbelievable."