“I get a lot of slack for saying this but I think that Rachel and Joey were actually super cute and they should have ended up together.” 

“How about 8? 8 cuties?” she giggled, just being silly because she found that the twin’s laughter was the cutest thing she had seen in awhile. Realistically, Brynn probably would have a heart attack if Dana were to say she wanted 8 kids. Lifting her head back up to Dot, a gentle smile on her face, “How old are they? They’re absolutely adorable.” 

“We met and started dating a couple years ago. Got married this last December,” Dana smiled, practically ear to ear. Brynn was everything she never knew that she needed or wanted. “First time I saw her, I knew something was different about her. Turns out it’s because she’s my missing piece yanno?” Reaching the start of the course she dropped her ball down and lined up to putt, “But enough about my cheesiness. How are you? Adjusting to being back in Frostford yet?” 

“The fact that you can’t even read the time tells me I should have cut you off awhile ago,” Dana chuckled. Shaking her head and pushing the water towards him again, “Drink this. What are you hungry for? A burger? Wings? What?”

“Everyone has days where things get under their skin. Your hair is great, he’s just being a jerk. Try not to worry about it too much, okay? There’s only so many red heads in the world, we gotta cherish the ones we have.” 

“Nah, just trying to help out. It’s the right thing to do,” she notes. “Give me a moment,” she she stated, stepping away and dialing Andy’s number and relaying the information and the location of the car. Once she hung up, she returned back to the other girl, motioning for her to follow Dana to her car, “Totally get it. I’m on a diet so maybe we just hit up the coffee shop and grab something to drink? They have small things there too, if you are hungry. I’m Dana, by the way, not sure if I said that.” 

Dana played with the napkin on the table in front of her, folding it as she gathered her thoughts and also listened to Nadia. This was the one person in the world, other than her parents and the teams at the numerous treatment facilities she had gone to, knew about how bad things had gotten. Or at least, at the beginning. Nadia hadn’t been in her life when it had gotten worse than the first admittance. “You were a great friend,” she stated softly. She was trying to keep her emotions in check. She didn’t have experience talking about this with people, and recent attempts to mend things with people who she had treated far less awful than Nadia had gone horrible. “You were... were there when I didn’t have anyone else, yanno? You were far more than a friend to me, you were like a sister and I shouldn’t...” She inhaled, “I shouldn’t have done what I did.” Wasn’t like Nadia knew her parents were the driving force behind it, either way Dana should have stood up to them. Nadia had deserved more than Dana going along with what she was told. “Yanno,” she chuckles with a sadness in the air, “I still have your letters. I took them with me to every facility I went to. There were a lot. I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to apologize cause you’re right. You deserve one. You deserve a million apologies.” 

“If it’s left up to me to decide I play the same song on repeat for like three hours and then my wife gets this concerned or annoyed tone in her voice, depending on what the song is,” she chuckled. Nodding as he described the Stoke, “Okay. Probably why I haven’t heard of them. Not a big rock band person. I only know what used to be on the Rockband and Guitar Hero games. Is rock your favorite type of music then?”

“You got a baby? What kind? What’s her name? Do you have pictures? I want a puppy so bad, it’s ridiculous.”

“You never played Rockband?” She questioned, eyes widening before she groaned, throwing her head back slightly and laughing, “I’m old. It’s official.” 

“Dogs belong in the bed with the parents. It’s a given. I don’t trust anyone who forces their animal to sleep on the floor. Especially given how cute they are. I think you’re doing the right thing.”

Dana was about to walk into Busy Bees when she caught the other walking out. She had stepped aside, just making room, but then noticed the downfall of events. A frown crossed her lips, “There’s a place in Butler that can fix a heel for relatively cheap. Might be an option if you love them!”

“I think you’ve had too much,” Dana stated, sitting opposite of him and making sure there was a glass of water in front of him, “Drink some water and we’ll get you some food. Sober you up.”

“I’m trying to not be such an Abernathy dick now that Brynn is here,” she chuckled, “Part of that means not hitting people when I want to.” She shrugged, a small laugh leaving her lips, “I mean, they let me slide by with the job for a long time before I actually started to work while I was there. Something about not being able to fire blood.” She nodded with a small laugh, “Harry is too nice for his own good. You could try... the library? Or as a bartender? You know your way around a bar and you can break up drunken fights.” 

“Is yours mostly dry?” She asked, moving to reach up and pat at the mask on Sadie’s face, “Okay, like another minute and then you can take it off and drink,” she chuckled. “I mean, you could get a straw and try drinking now but you want to not wrinkle your face.” She sat back, patting at her own mask, chuckling before admitting, “I don’t know if half of this is true. I’m gonna be honest, I haven’t done a mask in years. I’m trying to recall what I remember hearing my mother say when she did one when I was younger.” 

“That is oddly specific but a very interesting fact,” Dana stated with a small laugh. She couldn’t remember the last time she even thought about hot air balloons or the fact that they existed. “You ever been on a hot air balloon?”