Kale: Look, Thorn . . . I don’t have to decide now about the bracelets, right? Don’t get your hopes up, but — It’s not an emergency? I can think about it and get back to you.
Thorn: This is not a Sex Emergency, no. Same with your . . . advice. Maybe I’ll take some? But not right this second. I should get going, anyway.
There’s really nothing I can do for you? Pick up some supplies? Take out the recycling? Trim those bangs?
Kale: Can you catch the guy who stabbed me?
Thorn: That’s . . . a little outside my range.
Kale: Then, no.