Cash gave a startled bark of laughter at her question. "Dangerous question, Antigone," he said, because it was. He brought his cigarette to his lips before he answered.
"My father," he said hollowly, because it wasn't like Lucius didn't know, and it didn't matter, and there was nothing Cash could do about his father being here besides. "And yourself?"
"My father," he said hollowly, because it wasn't like Lucius didn't know, and it didn't matter, and there was nothing Cash could do about his father being here besides. "And yourself?"
MJ made this!