[She finished racking the balls and selected a pool cue, standing by the end of the table and bending to line up the breaking shot.] I know you probably didn't, but you've got this look you get sometimes... I don't know if you know you're doing it or if it's like a reflex. Like you can't believe what a dumb whore I used to be. I'm never ashamed of myself until you're looking at me like that. [She broke the balls with more force than strictly necessary. Scowled at them when nothing sank.] Your shot.