[ Julie allows Nadine to take the pill and takes a step away, to hoist herself onto a nearby table, where she sits and kicks her feet. She laughs, her painted face flushed under the bronzer and white spots, her pupils dilated in a way that matches the whole deer look. ]
What, you think I'm givin' out cyanide? It's molly. You want to have a good time, right?
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What, you think I'm givin' out cyanide? It's molly. You want to have a good time, right?