Cathy laughed. "You know, I think that little incident provided me with all the leverage I'll ever need, my entire life," she confided in Vi, but the matter was settled, and not only when it came to the dress. Whether Lindsey liked it or not, they were going out somewhere. And he would enjoy himself, damn it.
"There is something for everyone," she agreed with an enthusiastic nod. An idea dawned on her, and she gave the Slayer an appraising look. "Hey--...do you karaoke?"
When it came to the subject of Elaine, Cathy was entirely willing to discuss the divine being that had also been a close friend. However, at the same time, it was almost painful. She missed Elaine still, hadn't quite given up the hope that she would return, in the flesh. That didn't mean she didn't continue to speak to her, remembering the promise that she always listened. With Izzy's abrupt disappearance from her life, the torture by Wolfram and Hart, and the subsequent memory wipe that had stolen the identities of her family and friends, praying to Elaine had done her more good than her weekly visit with the therapist Lindsey had recommended.
"She was wonderful," she told Vi at last, in total honesty. "She was the one who gave us our lives back, after the Apocalypse last year? And she made it so easy. Nothing traumatic of horrifying about it, I mean. I woke up in my bed, and she made sure Lindsey knew that I was--...back, so I had him, too."
Remembering that event, she was eternally grateful, and there was a smile in place instead of sorrow or distress. "So yeah, she was very nice."
Cathy winced, sympathetic. "Does that happen often?"