Yeah, she was pissed and hurt. She had expected more. Maybe she had expected too much. Junkies slipped, all junkies slipped. She had seen it hundreds of times on the street. She shouldn't have had unrealistic goals when it came to Sam just because he was Sam.

She took them both home and after leading the way to her apartment she got Ford's leash. "I'm going to walk him real quick. Why don't you lie down? I'll be back soon."