"Ah, fine, you got me there," Mindy said,taking a drink. "I'm not about to tell you to man up if you've done it two fold. Troll up? I don't know what the hell you'd...anyway, yeah. At least we're both sort of in one piece."

Though not really, but no one had to know that.

"I feel you. My dad wished he could do that: spent his life, you know? Then reality wakes him up and he finds he's supposed to bend the fucking law for pieces of shit who grease your pockets so you look the other way. Justice, apparently. But he don't answer to that kind of shit...and neither do I."