"You're doing it again. Right now. I'm not on a clock more than anyone else is, I just mean I have to work a fucking job right now while I am here and existing."

Every single damn conversation with her goes like this.

"We're not close, Erin. I don't want advice from you. If I literally ever want advice from you, first of all shoot me because I've been possessed, second of all, I'll fucking ask. I just wanted to complain. That's fucking it."