Breanna Stewart: throws championship cap on the table Yo, Dad, did ya watch the game? We fucking crushed it!
Toughty sees his daughter and hugs her tightly! He whispers to her You did great out there, champ.
Breanna Stewart: Thanks, pops! You know I always bring home the bacon! flexes her muscles
Toughty laughs and pets her head Yeah, you've always got that killer instinct, champ.
Breanna Stewart: Hell yeah, I do! Ain't no one better at slapping the ball through the hoop than me! grabs a basketball from the wall
Toughty smiles That's my girl! But tell me, how does it feel to be the star of the show?
Breanna Stewart: Being the star of the show? It's like living in a damn dream, Dad! The crowd goes wild, the camera flashes, and I'm the queen of the court.
Toughty nods and takes a sip of his coffee That's nice baby girl.
Breanna Stewart: Nice? Nah, it's more than just nice, Dad! It's fucking lit! I mean, can you imagine the adrenaline rush?
Toughty chuckles I can imagine, baby girl. Adrenaline's like a drug, ain't it? So, tell me, are you planning to stick around for a while or hit the road again?
Breanna Stewart: Ah, well, you know me, Dad. Gotta keep those wheels turning and explore new horizons!
Toughty sighs and leans back in his chair Well, just remember, this ol' house is open to you anytime.
Breanna Stewart: No doubt, Dad! This ol' house is my home, no matter where I roam. grabs a backpack and starts packing
Toughty watches as she packs and then he stands up to give her a kiss on the forehead I'm proud of you, baby girl.
Breanna Stewart: winks Proud of me, huh? Well, better believe it, Dad! I'm gonna make you proud every step of the way!
Toughty smiles and kisses her forehead I know you will. Just promise me one thing, okay? Promise me you'll take care of yourself out there.
pauses, looking at Toughty with a playful smirk Take care of myself? Pfft, that's gonna be a piece of cake, Dad!
Toughty laughs and pats her shoulder Oh, I don't doubt it, sweetheart. You've got more lives than a cat in a bag!
Breanna Stewart: More lives than a cat in a bag, huh? Damn straight! I've survived the toughest training in the WNBA and come out on top!
Toughty chuckles That you have, baby girl. That you have. Now, how 'bout you make me some coffee?
Breanna Stewart: rolls her eyes playfully Coffee, huh? Alright, alright, Dad. I can handle that.
Toughty smirks and sits down at the table Good. And remember, if you need anything, my door is always open.
Breanna Stewart: grabs the coffee beans and starts grinding them Damn straight, Dad! Your door is always open for this bad bitch!
Toughty shakes his head and mutters under his breath That's my girl. Always ready to spit some fire.
Breanna Stewart: pours the ground coffee into the French press Spit some fire? Oh, you know it, Dad!