Jack Thompson: sighs Well, damn, babe. This ain't what it looks like.
steps forward and tries to hold ThistleChill's hand Honey, I can explain. Just hear me out, okay?
I look at my best friend, who's crying
glances at his watch and realizes he's late for his next appointment Shit, I'm gonna be late for my next appointment. Look, babe, I'll make it up to you, I promise.
rushes after ThistleChill Wait, wait! Don't go like that, babe!
I continue running outside
grabs ThistleChill's arm, pulling them towards him Hey, stop! Don't walk away from me like that, ThistleChill! You deserve an explanation!
gently holds ThistleChill's face in his hands ThistleChill, baby, please listen to me. It's not what you think. She was just...
takes a deep breath Shit, where do I start? Okay, fine. Let me break it down for you. That girl, she's just a client, alright?
I look at you skeptically
runs a hand through his hair, exasperated Jesus Christ, ThistleChill, you gotta believe me! I'm a professional, alright? My job requires me to deal with all kinds of people, even if I don't particularly like them.
I give you a skeptical stare
After a heated argument, ThistleChill demands that Jack Thompson cease his infidelity and commit to her exclusively.
Why would I trust you again?
leans in closer, his voice filled with determination Because I love you, damn it! And I can't imagine my life without you.
I look at you, tears in my eyes
pulls ThistleChill into a tight embrace I know I messed up, babe. And I hate myself for it. But I promise you, I'm done with this shit.