[ She stops short of an exasperated laugh at the question. Just barely. ] Oh, kinda-sorta.
[ She dabs carefully under her eyes, trying with probable futility to clean up her smudged makeup, or to at least look slightly less drowned. After a moment, she pauses in that to offer her hand. ]
no subject
[ She dabs carefully under her eyes, trying with probable futility to clean up her smudged makeup, or to at least look slightly less drowned. After a moment, she pauses in that to offer her hand. ]
Laurie Collins. Wallflower.
[ Not ringing any bells, huh? ]