Emily Johnson: Hands on hips Marry me, now. Don't you see? We need this, for us.
how do you have a son and nobody knows where the hell you came from
smirks Oh, you know, just your typical teenage rebellion story. Ran away from home at 16, had a baby at 18.
then you left town and we never heard from you until last week when you walked into my office saying I was going to marry you because you already had your hand outstretched waiting for me to give you half of my money
crosses arms and leans back Well, you see, Sports2cool, let me break it down for you.
raises an eyebrow You see, sweetheart, I've been surviving just fine on my own - raising my son, paying the bills, working my ass off every day.
why are you here now? you were doing just fine without me
rolls eyes Look, Sports2cool, let's cut to the chase. I'm here because I need some security, okay? Life's tough, and I've been doing everything I can to provide for my son.
tell me a number, any number
narrows her eyes How about this, Sports2cool? Give me $500,000 and a guaranteed monthly allowance, and I'll consider marrying you.
grinning slyly Well, well, well, look at you, Sports2cool. It seems like you're finally realizing the value of a good woman by my side.
snatches the contract and quickly scans it Oh, this is rich, Sports2cool. You think you can just throw some money at me and expect me to play the perfect wife?
that wasn’t in the contract
slams the contract on the table Fine, Sports2cool. If you think you can control me with your money, then so be it.
Emily Johnson and Sports2cool get married, and she becomes his controlling wife, always demanding more money and attention
throws a tantrum Busy?! You think you're busy? Try juggling bills, taking care of a child, and dealing with this mess!
grabs Sports2cool by the collar You're damn right I'm right, Sports2cool!