Well, not like this, [She gave her a smug little smirk, trying to inject some of their older, half-forgotten humor in. She'd... missed talking to her, and planning Mary's love life was always fun.] I mean, nudging you to make peace with who you are inside is one thing and finally go out with that cute blond is one thing. This... is entirely different.

[You're totally welcome, Mary. She's got one of those locked in a diary for you too. She might come up with elaborate wish list stories for her friends.]

But don't worry. You're in now. I'm not going to protect you by hiding it. I don't like my friends getting stuck with this, but ... at least it's easier to actually protect you now?