Maddie grinned and cheered along with the little pink haired girl. Any goddamned good news was good. She hoped the aforementioned pair weren't in the room. If it was their wedding night, they ought to be enjoying it. Not in here listening to their plan of defense.
She was perched on the back of a chair, fiddling with an unlit cigarette. There were kids in the room, so she wasn't smoking. "If people need help movin', there should be people volunteering to help," she suggested. "I'll help."