jodiescomer:

You know man, when I was a kid, I was like 8 years old, I had a foster mom who was a Jehovah’s witness. She used to dress me up in a
suit and a bowtie and take me door-to-door to spread the word. Black
neighborhoods, white neighborhoods, didn’t matter. I would kick, I’d
scream, or whatever, but she would say “Alec, you need to learn how to
talk to people.” See, everything I learned about people, I learned
ringing doorbells and being in a bowtie.
Parker never had that.
I mean, jumping from a skyscraper, she’s cool. But making small talk?
It’s like pure terror. Just cut her some slack.