[yeah, that's what she thought. Anna takes a look at her sister's drink knowing damn well there isn't any booze in it but wishing there were so she wouldn't have to answer this question sober. she sighs, not quite resigned but getting there.]
Why are you asking questions you know you won't like the answers to, Bebe? Does it really matter that much to you?
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Why are you asking questions you know you won't like the answers to, Bebe? Does it really matter that much to you?