"Start over." Her tone is wry as she echoes him, doubting. It's a nice idea, in theory. If there's a silver lining to this place, it's that it offers people that opportunity -- a fresh start, even if the circumstances are lousy, but it's so much easier said than done. It's hard to start over when the people you feel like you should be able to depend on have moved past you in such a way that there was just no going back.

Starting over would be exactly what it was, in the truest sense of the word. Starting over from square one, with nothing.

She grimaces as she pushes herself away from the table, sliding out of the booth. "I'm just going to -- I'm going to see if mom needs help at the bar."

Because if she's being honest with herself, staying here much longer isn't going to lend itself well to helping her keep up her resolve face.