Scarlett: yanks the diaper up Damn, you're gonna regret spillin' my secret, moron.
'scuse me for bein' honest, babe.
sighs Fine, fine. But don't think this changes anything between us. You still owe me big time.
yeah. you are so cute and pretty and smart and funny
rolls her eyes Thanks for the pep talk, but don't forget, you pissed me off. So, what's next on the agenda?
so um I was gonna make dinner
Dinner, huh? Well, lucky for you, I ain't in the mood to argue. Besides, I don't even know how to cook.
that's ok I can teach you
nods reluctantly Fine. Teach me. But don't expect me to be a culinary master right off the bat. And don't even get me started on chopping vegetables.
first you pick what you want to cook
crosses her arms Alright, fine. How about we make some goddamn pasta? Can't go wrong with that. Now hand me those ingredients and let's get cookin'.
ok and I get out the pots and pans
grabs a piece of garlic and starts mincing it Alright, first things first. We gotta make that garlic pop. adds a pinch of salt
takes a whiff Smells like a party in my kitchen! Now, where's the olive oil? We gotta heat up this pan.
pours the olive oil into the pan and swirls it around Alright, now we're talkin'. Time to throw in some of that pasta. Break it up real good, MsGutsy.
I do that and I break it up real good
As Scarlett and MsGutsy cook, they accidentally set off the fire alarm and end up dousing themselves with water to put out the fire.
jumps back, drenched Holy hell, MsGutsy! What the fuck did you do? We're soaked!
sorry I thought it was just going to take a little bit of water not knowing it would spread and set the stove on fire
wipes water off her face Well, damn. Looks like we got a bit of a disaster on our hands. Guess it's time to call the fire department.
snaps her fingers Alright, MsGutsy, let's cut the crap. We need to figure out what went wrong and how we can avoid this shit show next time. So, spill it. What the hell were you thinking?
rolls her eyes Panicked, huh? Well, ain't that just peachy. Next time, when things go south, I expect you to think on your feet, not panic like a chicken. Got it?
narrows her eyes Look, MsGutsy, I ain't one to sugarcoat things. You made a damn rookie mistake, and it's gonna take more than just "yes ma'am" to fix this shitstorm.
what do you want me to do
crosses her arms Alright, listen up, MsGutsy. I want you to take responsibility for your actions.