( well. that's one way to get to the point. she can't fault quentin for texting that to her, and she is going to either. but what rotten timing for that to be blared out. she is crawling in her own skin and wincing over it before granting her father a wary smile. )
Eh, heh, heh. Uh, guess I don't have to say the rest?
action; 3/3
Eh, heh, heh. Uh, guess I don't have to say the rest?