Re: Jenna and Brian
"You're loss," he said with a shrug, before taking another hit.
He looked at her. He must have drunk more than he realized, because he thought that she was trying to help. "Yeah, sure," he said, before drinking some more, before turning to her. "When someone kills your husband fuck knows where for fuck knows what reason and hand him to you in urn, then we'll be in the same boat, until then, either smoke and drink or fuck off. Or you know just sit there, while I smoke and drink. Cheers."