"He damn well is going to help you out, girl. You know why? Because it's his job. And believe me, I don't trust half the bitches here to do the shit they get paid for properly, but the guy cares. He's gonna want you to do well." She gives her shoulder a squeeze. "Even if he got balls." She can't help snorting that part out.

"I know, you've said it five-fucking-thousand times, girl." She's helpful, but she can't help being blunt. "Get some rest, alright? Why don't I take you to bed?" Okay that sounded weird, she can't not point it out. "And then after that you can sleep." She gives her side a playful poke, hoping the joke isn't too crass.