"What, am I obvious?" Grace drawls, looking at her askance and smirking.

Funny thing is, she's not real particular. Just as long as he has a pulse and doesn't consider it a sacrilege to take the Lord's name in vain. Repeatedly. Several times a night.

"I keep my options open. You know. Keep my eyes open. The apocalypse isn't long on men, if you know what I mean."

A fact Earl no doubt finds hilarious. Annoyance drives her to drink again.