"21, huh? That's how old my sister was before she turned 22..."

She might mumble a lot, but when she speaks up, Susan comes up with some wonderful quotes.

For example, Molly was informing me of my Oregon Trail status. The conversation went something like this:

Molly: 'Nancy! We just rested! You have a fever!'
Me: 'Again? You know, it's a good thing fevers aren't as detrimental now as they were then.'
Susan: 'What are you talking about? I got attacked by a beaver last week and man, I almost died!'