[Johanna laughs, and it's mean--but of course it is. She's not even pretending to watch the shitty movie now. Instead, she's laying with her head on Kate's pillow, with her eyes shut and her grin sprawled across her face, very amused at the misfortune of others. Although in this case, the others is only partially Kate, and really only a very little bit Kate at that.]

God, you know how to pick them. But he had done it before, right? Don't tell me he hadn't--and don't tell me he was just too polite--

[The twist of her voice suggests just where politeness can get shoved.]