It's the smell of the cigarette that finally makes her lift her head. She could really use a nicotine fix as well as the beer. She blinks a few times before trying to pull herself a little more together and respond to the voice that she clearly wasn't just imagining had spoken to her.
"Afternoon?" She wonders how long she'd been out of it. She looks at the cigarette and finally says more than a single word. "Got one I can have?" She'll need a light too, but she doesn't want to think about that.
Liz manages a sort of smile, it amused her more than she shows as she takes the case to pick out a cigarette. "Yeah, I need a light." She really doesn't want to go there why it makes her than tiny bit sad about having to ask for one.
"Not just the day. Nearly killed then ran away from the cops. Normal day." In the grander scheme of things for Liz it is a pretty normal day, she's had a lot worse.
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"Afternoon?" She wonders how long she'd been out of it. She looks at the cigarette and finally says more than a single word. "Got one I can have?" She'll need a light too, but she doesn't want to think about that.
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"Not just the day. Nearly killed then ran away from the cops. Normal day." In the grander scheme of things for Liz it is a pretty normal day, she's had a lot worse.
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He's not too chivalrous, but he's always sensitive to women who look half-dead.
"Do you need a doc?" he finally asks.
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