"Thanks. They already have!" Fred added, looking to the bright side. She held up the glass again. "There's orange juice in the fridge and that was what I was looking for, so it's a good way to start." And she wasn't perpetually high anymore, which was also a significant improvement. It had been fun in high school but the repeat wasn't necessary.
She moved away from the fridge to let Marian have room to manuver around the appliance, leaning up against the counter and cradling the glass in her hands. Her head tilted curiously.
"Only about a month or so. Not very long myself," she said, shaking her head. "I don't mean to be nosy but there's so many fascinating people here from different places and I'm a little curious. Where are you from?"