“Nah, that doesn’t make you weird.  It’s good that people like you embrace in their gifts.  Like you have art.  It’s good that you do what you want despite what others think.  That’s how you should live.  Who gives a shit what someone else has to say, you know?  Can’t stand people like that.  All up in your business because they have no life of their own.  Sorry, I could go on all day about that.”  Kay admitted with a soft laugh.  She glanced up and saw the building ahead.  “Mm, wonder what they’re serving.”  Kay thought about it as she twisted her lips a little and held her stomach lightly with her right hand, feeling it grumble softly.