[She'd really rather not think about murder over her pink milkshake, no. Or any colour milkshake, really. It doesn't put her off, but it sure makes the experience overall less refreshing and more...stewing. Rita's expression largely remains in a grumpy glower during this silent standoff. The biggest change comes when Clarke dips her fries in her own milkshake because--ew?!--and that just prompts Rita give her an entirely different sort of judgemental scowl.
What should she say, to get to the bottom of it without just instantly sparking another argument? Before she can decide, Clarke breaks the silence. Well--]
Did you really kill hundreds of fathers?
[...Nailed...it?]
Or was that just--whatever was going on last month?
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What should she say, to get to the bottom of it without just instantly sparking another argument? Before she can decide, Clarke breaks the silence. Well--]
Did you really kill hundreds of fathers?
[...Nailed...it?]
Or was that just--whatever was going on last month?