[Elle's wearing a nice blouse and has done something with her hair. There's a lit cigarette between her fingers. She's going for the glamorous look today.]
Who does a girl have to not kill to graduate around here? I haven't killed anybody in, like, forever. Some of you people have graduated, right? So what's the requirement to get off this boat?
[She pauses, takes a drag of the cigarette and blows out a cloud of smoke. She nearly starts coughing, but catches herself and flashes the most innocent of smiles at the camera.]
Call me curious, but I can't help wondering what's keeping you in a place like this. Not just the wardens who've graduated. Any of you. I keep hearing phrases like "the greater good" and "saving souls" tossed around, but that's so... [She waves the hand with the cigarette around. Look at her cigarette, barge. Doesn't it make her look mature?] ...nebulous. You know? What's really keeping you here?
[She frowns, for a split second looking like nothing so much as a sad, confused little kid. She raises the cigarette to her lips again, takes a deep breath, and VERY QUICKLY switches to written. The coughing fit that ensues will stay her own dark secret.]
[private to Adam]
Sorry if I was mean about Judas.
[surprise!spam for Howie]
[As usual, no knocking, just an attempt to open the door and walk into Howie's room like she owns the place.]