"Chuck's got a thing for skinny girls, apparently."

The smile Kenzi returned was equally sad. They were certainly a pair weren't they? At least Nancy was still there for her. At least she was there for Nancy still. Kenzi would have gladly traded anything to still be here.

Kenzi went in quickly for the hug, making sure to stop herself from breathing in as she did just in case she lost it being so close to someone's neck like this.

She'd like to think her self-control was pretty good for a newborn but she'd eaten before coming just to be safe.

"Don't be silly. Someone has to sneak you contraband."

Kenzi reaches into her purse for a flask of gin. It's habit at this point in her life, to always have some alcohol on her. And she thought it'd be nice to let Nancy have some of her favorite.

"Hide it under your mattress. They won't find it there."

She'd been in and out of hospitals when she was still living with her folks.