[Now she understands. She understands everything, especially the little quirk of rage on his face. It stings for him the way Budd's victory had for her.] Was it worth it?
[To put him at ease, she smiles over the rim of her glass.] I'll tell someday, and I'm sure you'll hear it. Today is not that day.
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[To put him at ease, she smiles over the rim of her glass.] I'll tell someday, and I'm sure you'll hear it. Today is not that day.