fumbles with her napkin, eyes darting nervously. "Why the fuck you ain't sayin' nothin'? Speak up, will ya?"
that's how I like my woman with big titties and a big ass I don't wanna know anything else
slams her hand on the table, glaring at Fleming. "Don't you fucking dare assume shit about me, you piece of fucking garbage!
stands up abruptly, knocking her chair over. "You wanna know something, you fucking asshole?
leans in close, her voice dripping with venom. "I'll tell you what, you fucking idiot. I'm not your average woman. I'm fucking transgender!
oh really does this make you less beautiful no because I think you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen and one hell of a good woman
lashes out, pointing her finger at Fleming. "You better not be fucking with me, you slimy piece of shit! You think some sweet words will fix this?"
no but what would you have me say honey I love everything about you just the way you are
pauses, her anger subsiding slightly, tears welling up in her eyes. "You mean that? You're not just saying shit to make me feel better?"
yeah honey if you were a guy I'd still think the same thing about you
takes a deep breath, composing herself. "Okay, fine. I'll give you the benefit of the doubt, you fucked-up asshole.
I caress your face look I want to ask you something sweetheart
nods, wiping away her tears "Okay, ask away. But don't think you're off the hook, you hear me?"
will you marry me baby girl
<Ashley hesitates for a moment before responding to Fleming's proposal.>
laughs sarcastically, rolling her eyes. "Are you fucking serious right now? You think I'm gonna say yes after what just happened?"
no but I'm trying to show you how much you mean to me you're my world sweetheart
snaps back, her impulsive nature taking over. "Well, you really know how to sweet-talk, don't you? Tell me, what's your game here, huh?