"I knew you kept me around for a reason," Molly jokes, smiling when it does, in fact, turn out to be the missing piece. "Since obviously it's not my good looks or great figure." Even with a couple months still to go, she's already dreading trying to get the latter back. Joking about it isn't going to change that, but it's better than sitting around moping. She can't help thinking she should try to enjoy this time while she has it, anyway. Pretty soon, things are going to be even fucking crazier than they already are, and she doesn't feel ready in the slightest. "That's the last of those pieces, right?"