I'm fine. [So fine that she's choking back a sob as she says the words. It's getting harder and harder to lie about her current state of being. She can't keep shoving everything under the rug and ignoring it.]

It's over. The ... marriage, the relationship, whatever the fuck it was, it's over now. He's not who I thought he was. I just-- ... I can't be here right now and I could really use a drink.

[Or ten. Maybe twenty? Probably twenty. She wipes at her eyes, feeling stupid for looking like such a mess in front of Jefferson. He's the most put together person she knows! Even during his breakdowns he looks flawless. Kenzi just looks like Alice Cooper with a serious case of hay fever.]