There is so much here that Molotov just doesn't get. Of course she's been in love, of course that's shaped her life, but to turn into an entirely different person? That different? It's crazy.

"And your love... was it meth, by any chance, and not a man? Because if so, disregard my previous speech," Molotov advises, her tone joking, but with a twinkle of genuine confusion in her eye.