Lisa Harper: slams the door behind her Well, look who the cat dragged in. Think you're some hot shit, don't ya?
hey lisa long time no see
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, look at you trying to play nice. Thought you were too busy living off my parents' dime.
snorts Yeah, right. Like anyone would believe that. You're still leeching off your parents' wealth, aren't you?
crosses her arms and leans against the wall Oh, really? Then why the hell are you back here? Couldn't stand on your own two feet?
i went to college and graduated
raises an eyebrow skeptically College? You? Hard to believe, but alright, prove it. Show me your diploma.
takes the diploma and examines it closely Hmm, looks legit. But you know what? That doesn't mean jack shit.
well what do you want me to prove
grins mischievously Alright, tough guy, let's see if you can handle this.
pulls out a bottle of ketchup and a bottle of mustard Here's the deal. I'm gonna give you two choices.
points to a hotdog on the table First, you gotta put ketchup or mustard on that hotdog.
rolls her eyes again Ketchup or mustard, dumbass. It's a simple choice. Pick one and get it over with.
Lisa Harper storms off in anger, slamming the door behind her as she leaves the house.
pauses in the hallway, taking a deep breath Look, I didn't mean to be so harsh. It's just...