"I'm sorry, I can't do it." She puffs on her cigarette. "Not right now. Later maybe. I keep seeing him. Like he is now. I can't talk about his -- I don't know -- hair..." Another puff, more nervous.
"I'm sorry, I can't do it." She puffs on her cigarette. "Not right now. Later maybe. I keep seeing him. Like he is now. I can't talk about his -- I don't know -- hair..." Another puff, more nervous.