Starbuck went for her own clothes. "Lords know where she got it from. Sometimes she looks at me and I get the frightening sense that I'm staring at a very old woman. I half expect her to talk."

At talk of Una being able to cook, Starbuck had to smirk. "It disqualified me. Then again, it usually seems to have more to do with who raised you than anything." Her mother was certainly no cook.