And suddenly, I knew all. Feminine intuition, and all that. Maybe she only had three quarters in the first place, but I don't think so. She picked Wheat Thins. I know she didn't want the Wheat Thins.
Nobody cares, already.
But I think that would have just made the whole situation more awkward in the end. I can't blame her. And you know, it's not an unrealistic fear. Women are fucking hard on each other. But women are even more fucking hard on themselves.