Pippi's answer, at least, is simple. "I don't have to. But you're my friend... if you need anything, you can always ask."
Pippi's mother is not a font of wisdom. She's not even a slow trickle of occasional intelligence. Its not hard to see the daughter in the mother. The one thing she is, however, is self-aware. She uses her talents to her advantage, and she has always had good people around her - her head "handler" is a gay man that Patricia accepted without question twenty two years ago, because they were friends, and because he was good at what she wasn't.
The one lesson she's always taught Pippi, that has stuck with her like few other things aside from fashion advice: "Be good to the people who are good to you."
She gives her friend the time at the graveyard, not intruding. But when Mitzi is done, Pippi is right there. And Patricia's handler may have just made sure that there was ice cream, movies, and a quiet couch for a couple girls to curl up as long as needed.
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