[ she has no idea what he means by frozen but she's too buzzed to question at it right now. but at him saying his dad was a piece of shit she can't help but smile a little and holds out her bottle to clink with his. ]

Cheers to shitty dads.

[ sam picks up on the distinction. probably because she gets it in a way. billy's voice wasn't what she should be but it was what people expected her to be, what she sometimes expected herself to be. that ever-present urge to commit violence, the thrill from causing it. the rush from killing someone. ]

He was a serial killer.

[ it's the first time she's actually said that here. if she had been sober she probably wouldn't have but a part of her thinks this guy would understand... maybe.

or maybe the alcohol has her just not giving a shit anymore. ]

He got what he deserved.

[ her eyes flick back down to the bowl as if expecting billy's image to pop back up and glare at her. but there's nothing. ]