Animal Instincts II

So why don't you two use... e-mail or Facebook?

I don't know.

We started off as pen pals,

and then I guess we never really switched over.

Cool... keeping it old school.

I basically learned how to write through pen palling.

And she lives in

Wales, which is next to England, right?

Right, it's part of the UK, but a different country.

When I was a kid, I used to think that the

Princess of Wales Theatre meant there was a princess for the whales.

And that there must be like a Queen of the Ocean or something.

That's cute.

Have you ever been there before?

No.

My mom was my pen pal's mom's maid of honour.

And her mom was supposed to be my mom's,

but she couldn't because she was too pregnant with Penny.

But I think she's my godmother.

Cool.

Hey, Dad.

- Hi, Mr. Miller. - Hey.

Claire, we're very informal around here,

you can just call me Nathan, alright?

Okay...

- I'll try. - Well, whatever you're comfortable with.

Okay, well, I'll just be... downstairs.

My dad doesn't normally do that.

It's kind of cute. I mean...

He's nervous about his daughter being alone

in her bedroom with a lady friend.

Is it because..?

Because we're two gay girls hanging out in a bedroom.

This would not be happening if we were at my house.

Did, uhm...

you and Vanessa ever hang out in here alone?

Yeah, all the time.

- But we never... - Never?

We were only ever just friends.

Were friends.

Past tense.

She's not my friend anymore.

That thing you talked about at PFLAG?