[Dee waves the tequila bottle at the shark before tilting her head back and taking another long swig, demonstrating that she doesn't need the mug. The tequila goes down smoothly; her shark knows where to find the good stuff, it seems! Maybe they can be friends, after all.
Then she snorts and shakes her head, as though Elena just said something hilarious.]
Yeahhhh, these guys could get all the attention in the world, and still not be satisfied. They need constant reassurance that they're doing good enough.
[Is she talking about herself or the sharks? She doesn't elaborate, of course, but she does feel increasingly self-conscious. God, she hates it.]
I don't think they're ever going to believe us if we tell them we're friends. They'll still try "topping up" the friendship with gifts and gestures. I-It's... really pathetic.
[She just has to throw that in, to show that she thinks it's all very stupid and to also indicate that she's nothing like these sad, sad, pathetic sharks. Because she isn't. She isn't, right? She's never, ever done outlandish things, or participated in awful schemes to win the approval of awful people. Nope. Never.]
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Then she snorts and shakes her head, as though Elena just said something hilarious.]
Yeahhhh, these guys could get all the attention in the world, and still not be satisfied. They need constant reassurance that they're doing good enough.
[Is she talking about herself or the sharks? She doesn't elaborate, of course, but she does feel increasingly self-conscious. God, she hates it.]
I don't think they're ever going to believe us if we tell them we're friends. They'll still try "topping up" the friendship with gifts and gestures. I-It's... really pathetic.
[She just has to throw that in, to show that she thinks it's all very stupid and to also indicate that she's nothing like these sad, sad, pathetic sharks. Because she isn't. She isn't, right? She's never, ever done outlandish things, or participated in awful schemes to win the approval of awful people. Nope. Never.]