If I had a dollar for every time I jammed part of my body into a mouth filled with way too many teet....

[She shakes her head. It’s not fun, but her skin’s already healing. Her shirt never will, but what else is new?]

Yeah, I’m confused too. [But she feels a lot better knowing Quentin’s okay. It’s one less thing to worry about.] Have you seen anyone else? Besides our friends here.