Re: Evans & Peel: Marta F & Noah N
While it took a moment, Marta instantly went from blank to having more than just a few thoughts in her head. They hit all at once, like the initial request had cleared everything out for a silent moment that was then overtaken by a return of what she'd been trying to avoid for most of the night. First a wave of confusion about what Noah was asking, then layered with curiosity about him and Holly, desire for another drink, desire for some clonazepam, a bit of awareness of a slightly sketchy-looking man in the corner of the bar, a flash of the motel owner that was ruthlessly shoved away, quieter moments of memory from her most recent stay in the hospital, and finally a forceful focus back on Noah. "Like what?" What did he want her to think about?
She dug in her pocket while nodding, grabbing some cash and giving it a close look to make sure it wasn't just a dollar, and then held it out to Holly. "Rum and coke?" She thought about asking him to bring a shot of Jaeger too, but that seemed a little much.