Re: Graham R/Penny R
Good thing too, you are in the wrong place for something fancy. My momma would be horrified that I ain't got shit else to offer you. [She was looking in her pathetic fridge at her pathetic - and someone what questionable take out containers - but she did have beer. Beer she had. She grabbed two bottles and handed one to Graham and headed back toward the table to sit her ass back down. She could hear Clementine hollering from places unknown.]