"Hello, have you met me? I never take a hint." Hank snorted, sitting up on her elbows. "If those are skirts, I'm Mother-fucking-Theresa. You wear freakin' koolats, bitch. You need to hike it up to borderline slutty...borderline, not full on. But I will *never* have legs like yours, and as long as you got 'em? You need to show 'em off."

She paused, rising to take her book from Olivia and toss it aside. "Dude. I will get Almost-Mom in on this if I gotta."