[Luci takes a thoughtful drag on her cigarette, then grins and lets the smoke out of her teeth.] I may be a devil, but I never lie when I promise myself to someone. Just not sporting.

[She, of course, has no memory of this deal she made, or how she shafted Laura when things came to a head. To her, she's just reeling in a particularly lovely fish. Luci likes it when people call her a devil-- probably because it makes her feel a little more legit than she actually is.]

I think I can handle myself if you try to cut a lock of hair for eBay.