Ellie: Sorry you have to put up with having such a freak for a sister! Sorry I have shitty taste in friends and you have shitty taste in girlfriends! Sorry my night didn’t live up to your expectations!
Jefferson: Ellie, I just don’t want to see you get hurt–
Ellie: I’m fine, Jefferson! I don’t need you butting in and telling me how to live my life!
Jefferson: Okay, okay, Jesus – I’m sorry. All right? Do what you want. Do who you want, you won’t hear another word about it from me.
Your myth retellings are gorgeous. Would you tell another please? Maybe something with Hermes?