Peter B | Carol
When Peter talked about his parents, Carol frowned a little and nodded. "Sorry...' She probably shouldn't have brought up something she knew could be sensitive.
And there it was. Carol glanced down at her cup realizing she needed a refill. There was a moment of pause before she answered. "Mom left when I was younger. Middle child, only girl. Didn't exactly get along with them." She shrugged and grinned. "I basically acted out until I was kicked out at 15. My best friend's family were nice enough to take me in." Probably should stop there. Definitely needed more booze. She reached towards the nearby shelf and grabbed the nearest bottle of cheap whiskey, pouring a little more and nodding to Peter to offer him some. So far, the customers were pretty happy with their drinks so they were free to chat a bit longer.
"Well there you go! WHEN you get back, start planning for retirement and tell MJ your plan." Easy, right? She took a drink from her newly filled mug and smiled. "Seriously, you can do this."