Clearly, I've misjudged you.What do you mean?I thought one day you'd make a name for yourself. You know, I could imagine your picture on billboards. And... The side of a bus. But you aren't willing to own your power.Yes, I am. You may think doing this is a good idea, And Monica Penny may think it's a good idea, and everyone here may think it's a good idea, but I don't. So I said no, and that's me owning my power.You have a point. Let's do lunch next week. Call me.For the second time tonight, I was running. But this time, I was running back.Monica Penny had seen something in me--something strong.And maybe it was nuts, defining myself by what a retired porn star thought of me, But she made me realize that if I didn't define who I was and what I wanted, somebody else would.And what I wanted was Sebastian. And no man, not even my father, could stop me.You know, I actually think I prefer him this way. He's more interesting.I just wish I could have found Morrissey. I know I'll never see him again.Don't say that. Of course you will. Mags! What are you doing here?Bonding with your unexpectedly cool little sister.
