"Sure, I'd love to meet the octopus," Juliet said. Who else would be able to say that they'd seen an actual, live octopus this afternoon? She got up from the bed, relocating her empty glass and the bourbon bottle to the nightstand after making sure the bottoms of both were dry.
"No, I didn't have anyone steady," she said when Pam asked if there was anyone back home. My cellmate wanted to make me her prison bitch but that doesn't count. "I liked to date around, not get too serious." Juliet smiled, the picture of happy innocence.