"We were flat out told that what we left school with wasn't gonna get us into anything wasn't a grunt track. And I didn't even bother, because who needs to waste credits I didn't have anyway on a grunt track when I had my daddy?"

Kaylee desperately wants a kitchen utensil to gesture angrily with, but the spoon would drip on the floor, and the knife seems excessive.

"I'd start from nothing. Less than nothing, if I had to requalify for secondary. And I'd fail out because I'm too rutting old."