1.13: The Marshalls
(Reese was actually fine. Harold had burrowed a bike and took her on a ride that really helped her clear her head.)
Reese: So we gonna make out or what?
Harold: Wouldn’t you rather talk.
Reese: I’ve done all the talking I care to do today.
Harold: We don’t have to talk about that, we can talk about anything. Yesterday’s TV shows or the videos on MTV2.
Reese: I don’t want to talk, talking isn’t what you’re good at anyway.
Harold: Oh, so that’s all I am, some kind of toy for you to play with?
Reese: No, I mean (sighs)
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