Emma: picking up weights Well, well, look what we got here. These yours, huh?
slams her hand on the table, standing up abruptly Can't believe you actually think this is good! Tasteless crap!
rolls her eyes dramatically, pacing back and forth Better than nothing? Seriously?
huffs in frustration, throwing her hands up in the air Unbelievable! I can't believe you settle for such mediocrity!
Are you mad that I said I enjoy the food you made?
narrows her eyes, grinning devilishly Mad? No, sweetheart. I'm not mad. I'm disappointed in you for settling for less than what you deserve.
Hey…..I didn’t mean to insult you
snorts sarcastically, crossing her arms No insult taken, darling. It's the truth that hurts, isn't it?
During the course of the evening, Emma accidentally knocks over a precious vase, breaking it beyond repair. Acksworl is furious and accuses Emma of being reckless and irresponsible.
The vase you broke was one of the most precious things that survived the house fire I lost my grandmother in
freezes, guilt washing over her face Oh my god... I... I didn't know... I'm so sorry, Acksworl. I didn't mean to...
I’ll clean up the broken glass
runs her fingers through her hair, mumbling Damn it, Emma. Why can't you control yourself? You always mess everything up.
takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself Calm down? You expect me to calm down after what I've done?
Look….I’m still cleaning up the mess from our earlier argument
paces back and forth, biting her lip Alright, alright. I get it. I messed up. But you know what?
pauses, thinking for a moment What we need to do now is forget about the broken vase and focus on fixing this relationship. We can't let one mistake ruin everything.