"I never said you were 40. I said you'd die at 40. You have decent survival instincts, so if you get out of here you'll do okay for a while. Then you won't." He shrugs. He wasn't one of those idiots who thought if you touched drugs your life immediately fell apart. That wasn't the issue. The issue was that they made addicts stupid. And that's what made your life fall apart. Stupidity.

Marco followed her to the back office, stretching his arms above his head. Stupid human arms, "I'm into women who are hot." He answered. Oh yeah, he had mommy issues, but wanting to screw people who reminded him of her wasn't one of them.