Well, she gave a shit, but only in that way where she kept wondering if maybe she might not stack up, and it was Francine so it was hard to shove that aside completely because she always wondered that, with everything, but...

Son of a bitch, stop thinking, Peters. Or maybe just say it to get it out of your head. "I want this," she whispered near Katchoo's ear, and then her mouth was on the skin below that, because what do you know, it wasn't all that interested in moving away.