S01.E04 - A Pizza, My Heart
"Whoa!" said Trisha as she almost passed through the open bathroom door only to find that Candy was standing bottomless beside the sink with her foot on the edge of the toilet. Through sleep-crusted eyes she tried to focus on the can of shaving cream and the disposable razor instead. "I went nineteen years without seeing another woman's vagina, but then I moved in here and suddenly I can draw two of them from memory." Trisha leaned against the bathroom door frame with her arms crossed, her gaze averted. Candy reluctantly readjusted herself. "Jenna doesn't mind." "I'm pretty sure Jenna's a voyeur. Now that I'm here, we have to pretend as if the doors have hinges, like in a normal apartment." "What?" Candy paused mid-stroke, blinking up at her while exuding a faux innocence. "That’s how we women shave our legs." She gestured vaguely at her own reflection in the slightly foggy mirror, as if that explained ever...