[ There's something about his cheerfulness that grates on Martha's nerves sometimes — something about his smile when it's at its broadest that reminds Martha of Lucy, of her sister, and how disingenous the thought of her feels in Martha's mind. She had thought she'd be able to save Martha, too, and they all saw what that had earned her, hadn't it? (Martha hadn't said anything when the car had pulled over, when Ted had put on the blinkers and the SVU had found the curb and that man she'd seen on the lake and come out and run over and wait, no—)
The thought makes her blink, makes her realize that both Cooper and the waitress (Cheryl, her nametag says; HI MY NAME IS CHERYL) are staring at her in expectation and how long had she been there, in the back of that car, how long ago was that, and where were they now.
Martha frowns and realizes her hands are knuckle white around her menu. ]
Are you— are you waiting for me? [ She flounders for a moment, unsure if she should be scared or angry and she looks at Cooper (how long was I gone) before she lifts her shoulders and shoves her shoulders down and buries her face in her menu as if no one is looking at her at all. ]
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The thought makes her blink, makes her realize that both Cooper and the waitress (Cheryl, her nametag says; HI MY NAME IS CHERYL) are staring at her in expectation and how long had she been there, in the back of that car, how long ago was that, and where were they now.
Martha frowns and realizes her hands are knuckle white around her menu. ]
Are you— are you waiting for me? [ She flounders for a moment, unsure if she should be scared or angry and she looks at Cooper (how long was I gone) before she lifts her shoulders and shoves her shoulders down and buries her face in her menu as if no one is looking at her at all. ]