... alright. But don't say I didn't give you an easy out.

[She's sitting on that "edgy Hot Topic teenager" shit for now. Once Mike has confessed all his sins, maybe she can give him a taste of her body count. For now she pulls her fork free and digs back into the cake, her chin propped on her other hand.]

Come and sit, at least? I'm not gonna mount your fucking lap or anything.