Lacy tipped the remaining whiskey into her mouth before gently placing it back onto the counter. A finger slowly ran along the rim as she listened. She snorted at the thought that Ace and her were dating. "Best friends? I suppose you could say that," she responded. "All that kid ever wants to do is help people, despite how apathic he likes to act. Someone has to keep him from dying and doing reckless sh*t." Now, even though she played it up as a hero, there was a lot of blood on her hands and still some she had to spill. But that's not something she was going to mention.