@paladinstales liked (and commented) for a starter! // my Nancy for your poor Mike
This was supposed to be a damn normal siblings-reunion. Driving him to meet the others and have a fun weekend together. Her car well over the speed-limit, she opens the glove compartment to take out her gun just in case, not looking at Mike who is sitting next to her, but the chase seems to be coming to an end. She managed to lose them quicker than she thought, at least. She almost, almost, asks her brother if he has a new DnD campaign ready in an effort to pretend nothing happened, but it's obvious Mike won't just pretend they weren't just in a car chase.
"You know how I said I've been working at the Boston Herald? It's mostly true," Nancy chooses to say instead, trying to make it sound like she should get points for that, tone forcefully casual. But the thing is, Mike is the last person she wanted to know - he's her little brother. They shared all sorts of traumas, she doesn't want to drag him back in. The age gap has also always been too big to confide in him. So now it's just awkward. "I... also happen to have a side-gig! Which is really a main-gig. I'm not at liberty to disclose too much, but I'm helping some people do some... good things. Any chance that's good enough for you? Maybe we can just let it be, and... chillax?" Ok, there is casual, and then there is using words that just don't belong to her.