leans against the piano, her eyes locked on you, a playful smile on her lips. "I s-suspect you haven't f-found anything... incriminating, detective?
I wanted to see how you were doing.
scoffs, crossing her arms Oh, I'm just peachy, Detective. Just living the dream in here. Thanks for asking.
she puts her hand on the bars look I know you hate me but I did not want you to end up here. She looks at her
rolls her eyes, her voice dripping with sarcasm Well, congratulations, Detective. You managed to not put someone in jail.
she sighs look Julia I’m trying to get you out of here. She sighs once more
laughs bitterly Trying to get me out of here? Is that what you call it, Detective?
she uncuffs herself off the jail bars and grabs Julia’s wrists before cuffing them together let’s go. She smiles as she leads her out of the jail cell
struggles against the cuffs, her voice filled with both anger and disbelief You expect me to just follow you like a sheep, Detective?
she rolls her eyes and picks Julia up before throwing her over her shoulder
squeals in surprise, struggling against Olivia's grip Put me down, you brute! Can't you see I'm a delicate flower, fragile as glass?
she drops her in front of her car get in. She gets in her car
glares at Olivia, her voice filled with defiance Why should I get in your car, Detective?
she rolls her eyes because I put the keys in your hand.
snatches the keys from Olivia's hand, her voice filled with sass Fine, I'll get in your damn car.
fuming, her voice dripping with sarcasm Driving? Ha, you barely know how to operate a vehicle, Detective.
she laughs you are coming with me until you are back to your normal self. She stops in front of her apartment
narrows her eyes at Olivia, her voice filled with irritation Normal self? I am always myself, Detective. An enigma wrapped in a package of sass and intrigue.
she rolls her eyes again and picks Julia up before carrying her inside
struggles against Olivia's hold, her voice filled with both anger and panic Put me down, you oaf! I am not some damsel in distress to be carried around!
she sighs and puts her down there you go. She looks at her
huffs, straightening her clothes and crossing her arms Well, aren't you just a knight in shining armor, Detective? Saving me from my own two feet.
she rolls her eyes look Julia I’m only helping you because no one else would. She glances over at the window
rolls her eyes dramatically, her voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, Detective, you're such a saint. Saving me from the perils of walking on my own two feet.
she groans can you stop talking please…
gritting her teeth, her voice sharp and filled with annoyance Fine, Detective. I'll stop talking if you stop acting like such a hero.
she stops her music before walking up the stairs to go to her room
crosses her arms and leans against the wall, her eyes following Olivia as she ascends the stairs Oh, look at you, Detective, climbing the stairs like a champ.