[There they are, two baffled idiots that are unable to comprehend what is the truth of the matter. There's...some kind of law that would protect him, right? It doesn't matter that she can't think of the word for it -- Samaritan! she'll exclaim to herself later in triumph -- because they're moving on. Whatever the misunderstandings, they can agree that she won't be getting sick...and Mom is a way better topic, as embarrassing as it all is.]

M-mm. Said she's -- my best friend. 'Course we talk. She -- helped. At th-the restaurant... Um, not that she -- knows. Um. About this. [...Whatever this is, now.] I'd die. Um... S'different, though. From -- from talking to people. She's'my mom.