I made us eggs and toast for breakfast as Mouth toddled around the kitchen. She didn't sit to eat which clued me in to how much her ass must hurt along with other things.
"Mouth, go put something on."
"What, why, there's no one here but us."
"There're windows all over the place that's why, go put something on now."
"Hey Vito Andolini, I can't put anything on because my ass hurt, and if down there is bare what's the point in covering up-up here? Besides the kitchen window faces the back deck which you have covered in a forest, we're fifty stories high who the hell can see anything?"
"There're buildings all around here, who knows what f**k is out there with binoculars or some s**t, plus the f*****g Feds probably have me in their cross hairs and I'd be f****d if I have their greasy asses
