Gross. She didn't want to talk about Britney Buzzkill anymore so she was glad the topic was dropped.
She didn't mind being referred to as cheap. She probably should mind, she doubted her mom would think it was nice, since she was so proud of their money and success, but oh well.
"It's silly to be grumpy about it. I mean, it totally won't change anything to be grumpy, right? So why waste time. Besides, we hadn't even met, so being mad over it seems dumb."
That was a lot of words. Whether it made sense remained to be seen, but in her head, it sounded epic. She was pretty proud of herself for it.
She pulled her sleeves down over her hands before taking the soda. She opened it and took a drink, focusing on the bubbles. They felt really weird on her tongue. It almost tickled in a way. Pot made everything much more interesting.
"I kind of do flowers. But only sometimes. It depends."