"I loved her," he said, almost to himself, and as if it wasn't of any consequence. Maybe it wasn't. After all, Penny was with Captain Hammer, not him. She had sex with him, probably loved him, the douche bag. But Billy? He was just the nerd at the laundromat that Penny could talk to about her relationship. But yeah, he'd loved her. A lot.
After Bonnie's comment about the food, he finally actually stopped to think about it and taste the chicken. "Yeah, definitely not the best ever... but I've had worse." His friend Moist was a terrible cook. It was never fun to know there was sweat in your food. Better to have dry chicken than sweaty chicken. Billy chuckled and, thanks to his drink, simply had to comment on this train of thought. "At least it isn't sweaty chicken. That's worse."