"Then why? Because it makes no sense to me, Dare." She purposely uses the name that drove him crazy when he was younger. Sadly, it has no effect.

"It doesn't have to."

"Cause you know people are going to think you're in love with him, right?" she persists.

He closes his eyes.

She stares at him, suddenly shaken back into sober reality. "Jesus, Darren."

"I know."

"You spent two years denying it and now that he's dead - "

"I know."

Mona looks down at the paper and pushes her beer away. She doesn't say nothing else.