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At the funeral, Roman whispers 'dibs' when he sees Marcia, but it’s Shiv who ends up alone in the kitchen with her. It’s Shiv’s lapel getting delicately smoothed in a way that makes her almost get the Gerri thing. Marcia catches a tear before it can fall off Shiv's cheek while talking about appearances and how to keep them up.
Afterward she tells her, “I think you’ll remind me of him the most…when you have grown."
Shiv locks and loads a 'fuck you' onto her tongue that never makes it out because Marcia kisses her instead.