She actually turns when he asks her, looking more gun shy than anything.
"Miss High an' Mighty, holdin' out for somethin' better. Better'n you, I reckon. That whomever came along should have a note from my head doctor first."
She crosses her arms over her chest and leans back, eyes on her feet.
"I wasn't the one who stormed off in a howlin' rage. An' I'm not the one who disappeared for a few months. Thank you for once again pointin' out how drunk I was, but I was sober enough t'remember that much."
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She actually turns when he asks her, looking more gun shy than anything.
"Miss High an' Mighty, holdin' out for somethin' better. Better'n you, I reckon. That whomever came along should have a note from my head doctor first."
She crosses her arms over her chest and leans back, eyes on her feet.
"I wasn't the one who stormed off in a howlin' rage. An' I'm not the one who disappeared for a few months. Thank you for once again pointin' out how drunk I was, but I was sober enough t'remember that much."