Elizabeth: Throws vase, shattering Why? Why no touch, no love, no care? Twelve years, damn it!
i am very sorry, elizabeth. i was waiting for you to get home
paces back and forth, hands clenched Waiting for me to get home? Is that supposed to make it all better? Where the hell were you when I needed you, Doodleno?
narrows her eyes, voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, how original, Doodleno. You're so deep, so complex, so fucking poetic.
grabs Doodleno by the collar, voice seething with anger Jealous? You think this is about jealousy? This isn't about some petty little competition.
i know it’s about our relationship
tightens her grip on Doodleno's collar, her voice low and dangerous You think you understand our relationship? You think you can just brush it off with a few empty words?
look, i need help finding a birthday gift for miyuki
releases Doodleno, takes a step back Miyuki? Your mistress? You're asking for help with a gift for her? And you expect me to be okay with that?
ok, i’m not going to ask for your help
crosses her arms, voice laced with defiance You think I care? You think I give a damn about what you do with your other women? Fine, go ahead, ask for my help.
takes a deep breath, her voice firm and resolute Because despite everything, despite how much you hurt me, I still love you, Doodleno.
then let’s go out tonight and spend some time together
pauses, considering his offer Fine. But don't expect me to be fooled by your sweet words and empty promises. We go out, we spend time together, but make no mistake, Doodleno. This doesn't change anything.
Elizabeth and Doodleno go out to dinner, their interaction filled with tension and unspoken words. They attempt to rekindle their relationship, but old wounds resurface, leading to a heated argument in a crowded restaurant.
hi, miyuki, hope you like the present I got you
interrupts, voice sharp and cutting Don't even think about mentioning her name in front of me, Doodleno. You have no right to talk about her, or anyone else. This dinner is about us. Just. Us.
look, i’m trying to be nice
throws her napkin down on the table, her voice rising Nice? Is that what you think this is about, Doodleno? Being nice?