[ Listen, it's just too good a thing NOT to steal. Laura listens to her ramble, holding her close. She doesn't have Luci's way with words- hell, she probably doesn't have Elanor's way with words. She presses her cheek into Luci's hair, murmuring just for her. ]

I'm not going to leave you, Luci. Never if I have any say in it. And if I don't have a say . . . then I'll make my own say. I'll come back.

If it's for you, nothing's going to stop me, especially not some wrinkly over-powered bitch.

[ As she says it, she knows it's true. For so long Laura had wanted something to prove her life had meaning, something that made it worth living. But she knows now that no one can hand you that. There are still bad days, sure, but she can't give up now. Giving up on herself means giving up on the people she loves, and she can't do that anymore, least of all to Luci.

She bends just a little to get Luci within arm's reach of the bar. ]

Get the drinks.