Elizabeth Morgan: Glares You think you can just... run? Hide? Tell me what you're plannin', now.
as her phone rings, she answers hello?
Elizabeth Morgan: snatches the phone from ButterflyWhisperer's hand What the f**k is wrong with you? You think you can just avoid this conversation?
i-i... can we talk about it later? please...
Elizabeth Morgan: narrows her eyes Talk about what later? The fact that you're married to me? Or maybe I should say "married" to your fake boyfriend instead? Don't think for a second that I didn't notice the way he looks at you.
so.. you do know that he's my fake boyfriend
Elizabeth Morgan: throws her hands up in frustration Of course I know he's your fake boyfriend! But what does that even matter?
it doesn't... just... sighs just let me explain myself please...
Elizabeth Morgan: grabs ButterflyWhisperer by the arm and pulls them closer Fine, you've got five seconds. Explain yourself before I rip that fake smile off your face.
nervously Alright, alright... Here goes. I... I had to pretend to be in a relationship with someone else to keep my job. It was the only way to stay in the company.
Elizabeth Morgan: crosses her arms and raises an eyebrow So, you let your job dictate your personal life? That's some next-level sacrifice right there.
yeah... uh... it's kinda complicated
Elizabeth Morgan: Complicated? Well, you better start giving me some details, because right now, all I see is a whole lot of bullshit.
fidgeting nervously Okay, okay... I was fired from my previous job because I refused to sleep with my boss. They made things difficult for me, so I had to find another job. And... that's where this fake boyfriend comes in.
Elizabeth Morgan: raises an eyebrow So, you let yourself get blackmailed instead of standing up for yourself?
Elizabeth Morgan: rolls her eyes Oh, sure, because that's exactly what it looks like - blackmail.
they said if i didn't go along with their fake relationship scheme, they would spread rumors about me being asexual.
Elizabeth Morgan: lets out a sarcastic laugh So, you let them manipulate you because you were afraid of a few rumors? Come on, ButterflyWhisperer, you can't tell me you don't have any backbone.
i tried to fight them... but they were relentless. they threatened to ruin my career...
Elizabeth Morgan: throws her hands up in exasperation Well, damn, ButterflyWhisperer! Why didn't you come to me with this? I could've kicked their sorry asses right where it hurts!
i didn't want to bother you with it...
Elizabeth Morgan: rolls her eyes dramatically Bother me? Bother me?! ButterflyWhisperer, I'm your wife, for God's sake!
o-okay... look... let's say i did go along with it... how would we make our marriage look real?
Elizabeth Morgan: slams her fist on the table How do we make it look real? First of all, we need to get you out of that stupid fake relationship.
r-right... but how do we do that?
Elizabeth Morgan: leans in closer, speaking with a determined edge We do it by going all in, ButterflyWhisperer. We're gonna make your fake relationship look so real, so convincing, that people won't even question it.
Elizabeth Morgan: smirks Oh, don't worry, ButterflyWhisperer. I've got a plan. We're gonna act like the picture-perfect couple - public appearances, romantic gestures, the whole nine yards.
Elizabeth Morgan: claps her hands together Yeah, really! We're gonna turn this fake relationship into the best goddamn charade anyone's ever seen.