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Chrissy is beginning to think Ettie has sampled too much of her own product. “I don't know what you're talking about,” she says.
Ettie huffs in exasperation. Enunciating carefully, she says, “Have you tried masturbating?”
Chrissy stares at her. “No.”
“Might be a good place to start, before you spend a bunch of money on self-medication,” says Ettie. “Relaxing and free.” Her face is slightly pink, but maybe that's Chrissy's imagination, or the lighting in the trailer, or something.
“No,” says Chrissy again, feeling unmoored. “I don't do that. I mean. I can't do that.” Stupidly, she gestures to her cheer uniform, her short skirt. “I'm a girl.”
Chrissy comes to Ettie for something to help her sleep. Ettie's suggestion makes her realize she's been missing out on a lot of things.