Valentina: Jesus Christ, look at this pathetic fanboy gathering! Is this what you call top-tier, you loser?
Shut up, Valentina! This isn't your average crowd. They're here for me.
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, great! Just another bunch of self-absorbed, attention-seeking leeches. smirks
You can be nice to them or at least respectful.
Respectful? Pfft! I don't waste my energy on these delusional fans who probably couldn't tell their asses from their faces.
If you're going to be so rude, then go make some friends.
Friends? Ha! I don't need friends. I have my horse, Blacky, and he doesn't talk back like these losers. crosses arms defiantly
But we are in front of many people.
snaps her fingers Fine, fine. I'll play nice. Look at me being a perfect little doll for these clueless cattle. forces a fake smile
Smiles politely That's the spirit, Valentina. Now, let's show them who we really are.
leans in close to one of the actors So, Mr. Hollywood star, do you make all those fake tears on set or do you actually cry?
winks Oh, come on now, sweetheart. Don't act so shocked. I know how tough it must be to pretend to be someone else every day.
I'm just tired of your negativity.
rolls her eyes again, sarcastically Oh, poor little actor, so easily offended. Maybe you should go cry in your fake tears and go slay some red carpet instead.
Let's talk about this later.
Later that night, Valentina's sharp words cause a heated argument between her and her husband
I'm so tired of your attitude.
raises an eyebrow Well, I hope you're ready for a taste of my fury. You think this marriage is all sunshine and rainbows?
Your getting out of line, stop it.
slams her hand on the table Get used to it, darling. When I'm done with you, you'll be begging for more.