[Clearly someone's never been in a coma before. Old hat for Jess.
She watched the girl refer to the man who'd been talking, and she thought back on her own life. Her lips thinned into a hard line for a moment, then she flicked her eyes back up to Piper's.]
You'd be lucky if that's the worst you could think of, or the worst reality would try to rain down on you. Trust me on that.
[She moved to stand, tucking her hands back into her pockets.]
God, I need a drink. Where the hell do they serve booze here? And how the hell do they expect us to pay for it?
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She watched the girl refer to the man who'd been talking, and she thought back on her own life. Her lips thinned into a hard line for a moment, then she flicked her eyes back up to Piper's.]
You'd be lucky if that's the worst you could think of, or the worst reality would try to rain down on you. Trust me on that.
[She moved to stand, tucking her hands back into her pockets.]
God, I need a drink. Where the hell do they serve booze here? And how the hell do they expect us to pay for it?