expression quickly shifts , comical to neutral ; sympathetic. jordan molina was full of bright sarcasm & jokes but what reined most was her heart. & oh was she more than understanding of the dread filled clammy palmed climax of a good ol’ fashioned bender. he was riddled with it ; the anxious tap of his foot , the wandering exhausted stare , the desperation. no one tells you how terrifying it is & how much bravery it takes to let anyone see you like this. & she doesn’t have the kind of cruelty in her to just turn him away. she smiles , soft , compassionate. “ c’mon. “ hand beckons jesse to the stairs , WAITING just in case he needs her help. “ you can stay here til’ you sober up , okay ? – i got a big bed , but y’better not be a blanket hog. “