Re: [The Mean Eyed Cat: Jack + Cat]
It was a compliment, being thought of as contrary, and Cat would've appreciated the opinion. "You might lose the connection, darling, but you never lose the past. The history? Always there, and I'd argue that's connection all on its own. Can it get harder? Of course, but every relationship does that. Lover or friend, relationships are a struggle to make two people who agree on nothing manage a conversation. And don't bother telling me opposites don't attract, because it's not true." Ah, there, the immovable certainty of youth.
"Connecting can help you figure out who you are, and who you are is forged by your life and connections. Don't make excuses, darling, it doesn't suit you." She sipped her martini with a hedonism that had resettled itself after Albuquerque. "But I do have style in buckets. Thank you for noticing." In truth, Cat hadn't changed anything in the little place behind the bar, not really, and she hadn't decorated the train station. Her apartment above the Rex was as close as she came to old-school home, and perhaps that explained why she wasn't there very often.
She nodded when he complimented the drink; Cat could make a killer cocktail. "I was hiding because this town was madness, of course, and not the pretty kind. But all is well, and I learned I hate roadside motels."