If this was a laxative, Frankie was going to shit. Literally and metaphorically, but how could she feel any worse than she already did? Besides, she'd been downing pills like they were going out of fashion ever since Christmas Eve.

With a weary sigh she swallowed the E without any water, her expression blank. "Valentine's Day is a made up holiday to suck fools into buying shit to validate their love" she said, though she wasn't really looking at Ginger.