mama, we all go to hell

"Sick burn, sis."

"I don't think burn is a good wordchoice right now."

"Then you thank someone- or something, you’re still alive."

"Kill turkeys with their bare hands."

"Seems like something a hunter would do."

"Give thanks to whatever they have left."

"And if you have nothing?"

"At least you like it, right?"

"Yeah. I mean, it's pretty entertaining to watch you make a fool of yourself."

"My type, huh?”

"Older boys. Older boys that are hunters. Older boys that kiss your hand as an introduction. Clearly you're up to something."

"How did you know?"

"Lucky guess."

"Wow, feisty too. You just keep getting better and better."

"What, are you making a list or something?"

"What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue?"

"That's so funny, Bradley! Did you come up with that yourself? I have never heard that one before!"

"Thanks, but I already knew I was smooth."

"You catch on fast, Miss Penny."

    ...

"I’d like to."

"Is that why you kissed my hand when you met me? So I'd be curious about you?"