[ jenny glances at terry, but she lets him have his smart-ass comment without biting back. in fact, she doesn't say anything at all for a few long moments, letting the sound of food and silverware and morning outside fill the silence. maybe she's just taking it all in-- the weird, comfortable feeling of something like family (maybe that's the real birthday present here)-- or maybe she's just tired, or biding her time, keeping everyone's guards down until her powers come back.
at length, she digs out another cigarette and a cheap gas station lighter, clicking it to life. she presses the cigarette between her lips, lifting the flame to the tip of it and inhales smoke deeply before she speaks again. ]
Alright, assholes. Family time's up. [ leisurely smoke curls from her mouth. she straightens out her jacket, like she's getting ready to leave. ] Try not to fuck up your own birthday, Rick.
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at length, she digs out another cigarette and a cheap gas station lighter, clicking it to life. she presses the cigarette between her lips, lifting the flame to the tip of it and inhales smoke deeply before she speaks again. ]
Alright, assholes. Family time's up. [ leisurely smoke curls from her mouth. she straightens out her jacket, like she's getting ready to leave. ] Try not to fuck up your own birthday, Rick.