Rayne: You tend to talk about the past a lot, don’t you? Rayne: Tell me a little about yourself in the here and now. Holly: What’s to tell? Holly: I’m a divorced mother of two who decided to spend her evening at a bar in a vain attempt to revisit her youth. Holly: I’ve aged. Rayne: Like fine wine. Rayne: That never sounded right to me. Rayne: Wouldn’t wine eventually turn into vinegar? Rayne: Who wants to be likened to a smelly condiment and cleaning product? Rayne: You’ve aged like… a fine pie. Rayne: Everyone loves to eat pie. Rayne: And yes, I did just make a metaphor about oral sex yet I stand by my previous statements.