"Life's been pretty rough for you guys, huh?" This isn't really a question. Riding around in the Impala in the desert with Dean for a little while was more than enough to give her all kinds of impressions of a less than sunshiny life.

"Anyway, that whole suburban fairytale stuff isn't for everyone. I mean, even if I hadn't been killed by a death ray, I think I'd've stayed in downtown L.A. Why go for the white picket fence when you can help people out, right?"