Human nature. [Lucille echoes; there's a touch of ice in her voice, like she's reflecting on something. Some unspoken memory.]
Well, then. I shouldn't be too long in the bathroom, and then I will no longer impose upon you. [She follows, bunching her stained nightgown up in her hands so she doesn't trip.]
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Well, then. I shouldn't be too long in the bathroom, and then I will no longer impose upon you. [She follows, bunching her stained nightgown up in her hands so she doesn't trip.]