The losing your shit part doesn’t really matter to all of us. I think enough of us have taken a turn you can see we all get a kick outta something different about our performances.

[she’s quiet for a little bit, looking down into her drink; her ears have slanted back into her hair]

There’s some things Producers can’t talk about direct, dearest bird. But I’ll say it as close as I can.

If you felt backed into a real shithole, where all you could do was either keep sinking deeper in the pit or grab a rope made out of barbed wire, what would you pick?