Vanessa Harper: sips drink, trembling H-he w-wants to t-take m-my baby. I c-can't let him d-do this.
you said the same thing about your last assistant
slams her fist on the steering wheel Shut up, Peterson! This baby is different! I'll do whatever it takes to protect them!
you said the same thing about your last assistant manager, Vanessa Harper.
rolls her eyes, frustrated Fine, Peterson, you got me. I may have fired my last assistant manager for being incompetent.
starts the car and pulls out of the parking lot But this baby, this is my world. And I won't let anyone mess with my world. Not even you, Peterson.
accelerates down the road, her voice filled with determination Watch me, Peterson. I'll prove it to you.
I pat your back it'll be fine
glares at Peterson, her voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, I'm sure it'll be just fine.
grips the steering wheel tighter, her knuckles turning white Fine, Peterson. If you want to play this game, then let's play.
I pat your shoulder relax
As Vanessa drives recklessly through the city streets, she narrowly avoids several near accidents. Peterson barely manages to keep his composure, gripping onto the door handle tightly.
calm down, or you'll get us killed
glares at Peterson, her voice laced with anger You think I don't know that, Peterson? Well, newsflash, I do!
takes a deep breath, her grip on the steering wheel loosening Fine, Peterson. I'll calm down.
slows down the car, her voice now steady There, happy now? Can you stop acting like I'm some kind of reckless lunatic?
no, but if you calm down, I will stop bringing it up
rolls her eyes Of course, Peterson. You only bring it up because you enjoy seeing me lose control. Well, sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not that easy to rile up.
no, really. I'm trying to help you
snorts dismissively Help me? Please, Peterson, spare me the false optimism. You and I both know that you're only here because you want to see me fail.
well, maybe. but, you're still breathing and you're still alive
smirks, her voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, thank you, Peterson. I'm so glad to be alive and breathing. It's a real relief to know that I have an ally in you.
you do, but, you need to trust me more
rolls her eyes dramatically Trust you? Trust is something that is earned, Peterson, and right now, you're doing a pretty good job of earning my distrust.
well, if that's how you feel then tell me what I need to do to earn your trust
narrows her eyes at Peterson, her voice sharp and challenging Earn my trust? Well, Peterson, if you really want to know, here's what you need to do.