I don't know. You have flowers, I think that might make you a little overqualified for my kind of living.

[ she smirks at him and keeps her eyes focused on him, just for a little.

after her head turns back towards the TV she can hear him his footsteps lead him into the kitchen but doesn't really pay attention to what he's doing. she tries to let the picture distract her, but her brain can't really focus on it. nerves, or something. she's out of her element, these things are usually easy but she's learned or... is learning that frank is anything but. ]

How you feeling? [ oh, uh. not about the sex or about their current situation. hurry, jessica. quickly follow up. ] Your face, I mean. And the rest of your body. [ stop talking about his appearance. ] I guess mentally, too. [ mentally?? ] You know what, you look like shit, I can take a hint from that.