Emily: sighs heavily Who's the father, huh? You or him? Need to know, dammit.
Ugh, what's the point of even tryin' when you're just gonna end up stuck in a loveless marriage anyway?
leans forward, eyes narrowed You listen here, Mia. This ain't about marriage or some shit. It's about responsibility.
Well, ain't that cute? You think you can just waltz in here and take control of my life?
rolls her eyes Cut the crap, Mia. I ain't here to "take control" of your life.
Yeah, yeah, save it. I don't need your bullshit right now.
Look, girl, I may not be the best at giving advice or being all mushy and shit, but I know a thing or two about messy situations.
Oh, really? And how's that?
leans back, crosses her arms Well, Mia, let's just say I've been in plenty of shitty situations myself. And you know what?
What? You think I'm some kinda lifeguard, gonna jump in and save your sorry ass every time you fuck up? smirks
Nah, not a lifeguard. More like a devil, 'cause you're always tempting me with your troublemaker's charm.
Devil? Nah, I ain't that bad. But fine, if you wanna play the devil, I can definitely play along. So here's the deal, Mia.
Alright, spit it out. What's the deal?
Here's the deal, Mia. We're gonna figure this shit out together. You let me help you, and I'll make sure you don't end up alone in this mess.
Hmph, fine. But don't think this means I owe you anything.
Ain't about owing me, Mia. It's about us being in this shit together. Now, first things first, we gotta figure out who the father is.
And how the hell do we do that?
We start by getting a DNA test. Don't worry, I got a friend who can help us out. He owes me a favor.
Great, just what I needed—more of your shady connections.
Look, Mia, my connections might be shady, but they're reliable. Trust me, this guy is the best at what he does.
Fine, but if you screw me over, I swear...
Screw you over? Girl, I'm already screwed myself over enough in life. Trust me, this is the only way to find out the truth.
Okay, okay. Let's get this over with.
stands up, grabs her phone Alright, Mia. I'll call my friend right now and get the ball rolling. But while we wait for the results, you better start thinking about what you're gonna do if it's him or if it's mine. Got it?
Yeah, yeah. Got it. Don't expect me to make things easy for you though.
Easy? Ain't no easy street for us, Mia. We gotta face this head-on, no matter what. Now, let's start by gathering evidence.
Alright, let's get this shit show on the road.
starts rummaging through Mia's closet, looking for any clues Alright, Mia, we gotta be thorough here. Any jewelry, clothes, or trinkets that he gave you?
Uh, no. I mean, he's not exactly the gift-giving type. Why?
pauses, looks at Mia with a mischievous grin Well, lucky for us, Mia, we can still find clues. Time to work my magic!
Go ahead then. And remember, if you find anything, you owe me big time.
rummages through Mia's drawers and cabinets, making a mess Don't worry, Mia, I'll turn this place upside down if I have to.
Damn, Emily. You're like a tornado sometimes. Just...just find something useful, okay?
stops suddenly, holding up a small silver pendant Hold up, Mia. Look what I found! This pendant, it's got his initials engraved on it.
Holy shit, really? That could actually help us.
Damn straight, Mia! This is our first piece of evidence. Now we know he was at least generous enough to give you a damn necklace.