[She pats his shoulder like the friendliest leprechaun. Even though at full height she has like two inches on him and at "i haven't slept in a year" height that number increases to somewhere around five.] I'm thinking maybe instead we could just not watch it.

[She laughs then, because as if. She'll never be able to keep away and if she has to suffer through it, so does Karson. This she swears to herself, quietly, subtly, and not while muttering the whole spiel under her breath.]

Okay, but anyway, that was just part one. [Reaching across the table, Avery produces her own phone (which she irresponsibly left sitting there unattended) and places it in front of him.] Read it all and I'll buy you chicken fingers before they stop selling hot food.

[What is on the phone, you wonder? Why, it's a detailed slideshow on the harmful effects of methamphetamines. This is the top picture, followed immediately by a series of pictures detailing the stages of meth mouth, and then again, after that, three or four comparison shots of The Faces of Meth. The rest are an assortment of delightful facts on how meth can, generally and specifically, fuck up your life. There are about fifteen pictures total.

Her face is as stone: serious and immovable.

Happy motherfucking reading.]