So I'm painting the next day (I'm really good) when the doorbell rings.

Wha...? Make yourself at home.

Her name is Brandi and she's poor. I'm not sure if they even have TV in her house. I offer to make her fish sticks.
I'm all out but she won't know the difference.

"So what's it like being poor?"

"It's nice, sometimes I get government cheese."
"What's it like to have money?"

"Don't you feel like talking?"

 

Honestly, that's enough. Get out.

You do what you can for these people...

 

I think Moo can cross social worker and benefactor off her career list.

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