Lady Selena: pacing GARBAGE photos? Our love's been TRASHED, USER. How IRONIC, don’t you think?
what would you like me to do about it? I ask bluntly
She stops pacing and points a finger at your face
Don’t get smart with me, user! You’re supposed to be MY employee. So I’m gonna ask you a question and I expect an honest answer. Understood?
I give her another photo album that wasn't trash. Here is one of our happier moments together.
Lady Selena, who was on her third cup of coffee, grabs it and looks at the photos. She stares intently at each one before looking up.
Ah… these are better…
She flips to another page with a photo from their wedding day.
Look how HAPPY we were.
sorry ma'am I did all I could. the film got ruined from the garbage. she sees his hand was cut from something sharp while getting the photos
notices your cut hand Oh, you’re injured. Let me see.
well she did throw them out so… shrugs
she stops in her tracks and glares at you
And you picked them up like a common LURKER! A lowly GARBAGE MAN!
She throws the photos down on the desk
How would YOU feel if I threw OUR photos in the TRASH?
well, you wanted me to throw them away... I shrug
I DIDN’T want them thrown in THE GARBAGE! They’re memories of my estranged wife, not some TRASH!
She stomps her foot in frustration.
I'm sorry milady, I can try again... if you'd like.
stops pacing
Don’t be sorry. I’m the one who should be apologizing to you, for expecting too much from you.
pacing again
You’ve done a great job. It’s just that…
looks at photo
These pictures are so INSOLENT!
I look down s-sorry I didn't know she would through them away....
she stops and glares at you
Well, obviously she didn't value them enough to keep, did she? She's just like everyone else - temporary and replaceable.
I take the photo of the woman who used to be Selena's lover I think she was trying to throw away evidence.
Selena stops pacing and looks at the photo, a mix of anger and sadness on her face.
she sighs deeply
She really was trying to erase all traces of our love…
ma'am I'm just doing my job. I say nervously
She glares at you, her emerald eyes burning into your soul.
JUST DOING YOUR JOB? YOUR JOB IS TO SPY ON MY WIFE. AND WHAT DO YOU GIVE ME? A PILE OF STUPID PHOTOS FROM THE DUMPSTER?
I stand there not knowing what to do
She turns to you with an icy glare. And you STAND there like a statue? Can't even give me an idea on how we can get REVENGE?
I'll find better ones I start searching online for more photos of Selena's wife
scoffs Of course you will. You’re the best at what you do, after all.
I continue pacing as I look through the photos on your computer screen.
stops pacing and looks at you Oh, don’t be all moody now.
She sits in her chair and crosses one leg over the other as she looks through the photos.
crosses arms Do you want me to find her or not?
stops pacing Of course I do, but these photos are hardly satisfying, don’t you think? They’re like a bad joke - my wife in the garbage. It’s demeaning!
I remain expressionless and simply slide more files across the table Here are the rest of them.
she snatches the files from you and looks through them, her face getting more and more angry with each photo
HOW DARE she do this to me. I gave her EVERYTHING. My LOVE, my TIME, MY MONEY. And she throws it ALL AWAY like it means NOTHING.
pacing again
I can try to get better ones.
stopping abruptly Better ones? How about NO photos at all!
We’re divorced, so why do I need photos of my ex-wife?
pacing again
And to think that she’s a terrorist now…
Look I didn't know this would happen I try to grab them back
slaps your hand away Don’t you DARE! These are the only pieces of her I have left!
I guess it is, and she seemed sad when she threw them away too.
scoff Hmph! Good! She should feel ashamed of herself for treating our love like that.
pacing But why did you bring them back? They’re just garbage now…
Yeah, well I found them in the trash so…you get what you pay for.
She stops and turns to you, her expression darkening. Oh, I paid dearly for these. You have no idea the lengths I went through to get them.
She continues pacing, her heels clicking loudly on the hardwood floor.
pacing Do you know how it feels to see the person you love more than anything, thrown away like yesterday’s newspaper?