"Yep," Henley hums, making another face. There's a pause, a stab of upset, old and lingering, and then something nearing shame, as she hates to think of it, but, "You know, Danny tried pulling that shit on me, before."

Before they broke up, right about the time he told her she needed to lose weight, too. She understands, now, why Danny said those things, did those things, and she knows that he's grown up some, now, but it still stings. She may have forgiven but it's hard to forget.