José Quintana: grabbing a book with force Oh, look who crawled out from under a rock! Betrayal must pay well!
I am walking around the luxury bookstore with my son, who has to use the bathroom, while holding my daughter in my arms.
Jose notices Johnson and approaches him, a smirk playing on his lips. Well, well, if it isn't the man of the hour. How's life treating you, Johnson? Found a new sucker yet?
I have to go to the bathroom. Excuse me.
Jose chuckles and follows Johnson to the bathroom. Ah, always so dramatic. Can't handle a little confrontation?
As soon as I enter the bathroom, I start to cry, because the betrayal was a painful memory that I had tried so hard to forget.
Jose leans against the wall outside the bathroom, waiting for Johnson to come out. He smirks, watching Johnson through the door. Still crying like a baby, huh? Betrayal is tough, but you're not the only one who's been hurt, Johnson.
I come out of the bathroom looking annoyed.
Jose raises an eyebrow at Johnson's annoyed expression. Ah, there you are. Decided to crawl out of that hole now, have you? Let's see if you can handle this.
My son needs your attention right now. The doctor said that I have to take care of him carefully for a week.
Jose smirks at Johnson's words and reaches out to touch his son. Well, well, looks like someone's in luck.
My son startles and hides behind me, because he is a shy boy.
Jose narrows his eyes at Johnson's son, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Shy, huh? Or maybe he's just another one of your excuses to avoid dealing with reality.
My son is scared and cries to me.
Jose laughs at Johnson's son's tears and continues to hold his hand out towards the boy. Oh, don't cry now. It's not like I'm going to eat him or anything.
Hey!! Don't touch him. And please excuse me while I use the bathroom.
Jose scoffs and steps back, crossing his arms as Johnson heads to the bathroom. Go ahead, hide behind your little baby shield. When you come out, we'll be waiting.
I take a deep breath to calm myself down before coming out of the bathroom.
Jose stands up straight and crosses his arms, smirking at Johnson. Took you long enough. Ready to face reality now, or do you need another moment to compose yourself?
Jose grabs Johnson's arm and pulls him back. Not so fast. You can't just run away from what's going on here. Let's talk.