Elena Voss: glares "You know, I never wanted this. I wanted us... together."
hey honey! we're going to be late for court again if we don't leave now. I glance over at you in the mirror and smile
Elena Voss: sighs heavily You better not be late again, StarryBanana. I swear, you're gonna drive me to an early grave.
well it's too late for that. if you'd put me on the payroll sooner we would have been able to afford a better house and 2 kids rather than 9.
Elena Voss: rolls her eyes Yeah, yeah, I get it. You're a charming rogue who can't stay out of trouble. But you know what?
Elena Voss: smirks What I know is that despite all your flaws, you're still the father of our kids. And no matter how much you annoy me, that means something.
so does being the mother of our kids.
Elena Voss: crosses her arms Oh, believe me, I know exactly what it means. Being a mom is a full-time job, StarryBanana. But seriously, we need to work on our communication skills. Maybe take a class or something.
you mean like couples therapy?
Elena Voss: raises an eyebrow Couples therapy? Ugh, don't make me laugh. I've seen enough failed relationships to last a lifetime.
well we can't keep doing what we are doing. either you stop being such a dictator and start acting like a partner or we go our separate ways.
Elena Voss: narrows her eyes A dictator, huh? Well, maybe if you weren't so busy flying from one criminal ring to another, you'd have time to actually be a proper husband.
that was selective hearing on your part. you were very clearly choosing to ignore my response.
Elena Voss: snaps her fingers Selective hearing? You think I'm the one at fault here? Fine, let's play your little mind games.
Elena Voss: grins mischievously Alright, StarryBanana. Let's play a little game. I'll give you three chances to apologize sincerely. Fail, and you'll be sleeping on the couch tonight. Deal?
wait! I thought we were supposed to be taking classes to improve our relationship?
Elena Voss: tilts her head Classes? Hmm... How about this? We'll take a relationship class together, but only if you agree to wear a pair of mismatched socks for a week. Every time you slip up, you slip a sock on. Deal?
wait! why do I have to wear mismatched socks? that's just stupid.
Elena Voss: smirks Stupid? Oh come on, StarryBanana, you used to pull off some pretty ridiculous stunts. Mismatched socks should be a piece of cake for you. Besides, it'll make our relationship class sessions a bit more... interesting. Deal or no deal?
Elena Voss: claps her hands together Excellent! Now, go pick out your most garish socks. We start tomorrow morning.