And creepy had just done a nosedive into outright disturbing, not to mention the Junk Lady's insistence had just bumped right up against the brick wall of Kennedy's instinct to balk at being told to do anything.
"Okay," Kennedy snapped, leaping back a step. "I happen to like things? But I have a lot of them, so you really obviously haven't met me. Hell, I can do all the shopping I want on my phone."
When she could get a signal, which was definitely not now, but details.
"And thing is? I love this necklace, but the reason Mom gave it to me isn't going to be a hell of a lot of use if I just stick around. In fact, that reason's why I need to jam. Like now."
Re: Welcome to the Junk Lady's abode
"Okay," Kennedy snapped, leaping back a step. "I happen to like things? But I have a lot of them, so you really obviously haven't met me. Hell, I can do all the shopping I want on my phone."
When she could get a signal, which was definitely not now, but details.
"And thing is? I love this necklace, but the reason Mom gave it to me isn't going to be a hell of a lot of use if I just stick around. In fact, that reason's why I need to jam. Like now."