Katherine Song Covey (Kitty) személy

If Kitty had never sent those letters, if I hadn’t gone to the hot tub that night, it might’ve been him and Gen. But she did send those letters, and I did go out there. It could have happened lots of ways. But this is the way it happened. This is the path we took. This is our story.

“Is this a setup?” I hiss.
“So what if it is? They’d be a good match.”
Huh! “What makes you say that?”
Kitty ticks off her fingers. “She loves animals, she’s hot, she makes her own money, and I like her.”
Hmm. All of that does sound good. Plus she lives across the street, which is convenient.
“Do you think Ms. Rothschild watches documentaries?”
“Who cares about dusty old documentaries? He can watch them with you or Margot. The important thing is chemistry.”

“Too late now. Look, if two people are meant to be, they’ll find their way to each other.”
“Would you and Peter have ‘found your way to each other’ if I hadn’t sent those letters?” she challenges.

“What does ‘altruistic’ mean?”
“Selfless, charitable, generous of spirit… a.k.a. the opposite of you.”

“Blame my manners on you and Margot and Daddy, then. You’re the ones who raised me this way.”
“Then I guess nothing will ever be your fault in life because of the shoddy way you were raised.”
“I guess not.”

“Kitty, don’t act like you never cry.”
“I cry over important things.”
“You cried the other night because Daddy wouldn’t let you stay up to watch TV!”
“Yes, well, that was important to me.”

Kitty’s ideas are a bit too extreme – like slashing Genevieve’s tires, or throwing a stink bomb in her house to smoke her out, […].