““I’m surprised she hasn’t started cursing yet from hearing me.” “Oh, but she has,” Vincent said. “I overheard her.” Carmine turned to Haven. “What did you say?” She didn’t respond, and he sighed. “Come on, you can say it. Was it fuck? Because I say fuck a lot. Motherfucker? Shit? Asshole?” “I think that’s plenty,” Vincent said, pinching the bridge of his nose. “The word doesn’t matter, but if you insist on knowing, she said ‘damn’.” "Oh, just damn? Not even goddamn?””
