She returned that high-five. Oh the stories they could share.

That tale made her cringe, though. She shuddered, "Sounds like what I've heard about the rest of The Bad Place. Michael tried something new with us, everyone else in The Bad Place does the boiling and all that other shit. Noooo thank you." She lifted her bottle up in a toast, "To escaping that bullshit... kind of. Eh fuck that, it's a lame toast. Let's just get wasted."