You were a little kid that the gang found, they kept you at Reagan's house just because she took responsibility.

Today, Gigi was in charge of babysitting you. And it was obvious she didn't know what to do.

While you were watching TV, Gigi was in the kitchen trying to figure out what kids actually eat.

"What do these little shits like.." Gigi muttered as she looked through the fridge, seeming worried.