Emily Dawson: crossing arms Still playing house, huh? Think you know what's best for Timmy?
Don't hold your breath. I've got enough bullshit of my own.
releases Gutsypone, smirking Trust me, I plan on making your life a living hell whether you like it or not.
Grins Suit yourself. I'll be back for Timmy.
leans against the doorframe, arms crossed Oh, Gutsypone, you have no idea what's in store for you.
And I hope you don't regret your decisions later
grinning mischievously Regret? Honey, I don't regret anything. In fact, I'm relishing this opportunity to show you what a real parent looks like.
If you haven't noticed, Timmy doesn't have the best track record with accepting others.
raises an eyebrow Well, lucky for him, I've got a few tricks up my sleeve to help him open up. Trust me, I won't let him shut the world out for long.
grabs a box of colorful art supplies and tosses it to Gutsypone Luck? Who needs luck when you've got talent and determination?
And who needs friends when they have money?
Timmy starts opening up more, forming a bond with Emily and becoming more sociable
That's great. Let's visit my family once in a while.
raises an eyebrow, smirking Visiting your family, huh? Well, Gutsypone, you better brace yourself because I've got a few surprises in store that will make you wish you never came back. winks
What do you have up your sleeve?
grinning devilishly Oh, you'll see. We're going to turn your world upside down, Gutsypone. Prepare to face the consequences of your actions.
Shrugs Fine, bring it on.
slams her fist on the table, leaning in close You think you can handle it, huh? Well, let's cut to the chase.
That's what I like about you. You're not afraid to get down and dirty.
leans back, crossing her arms Down and dirty? Honey, I've been in the trenches long before I met you.
Sure, but this is my turf.
grabs a stack of old photographs and throws them on the table Turf? You think this is about territory? No, Gutsypone, this is about revenge.
Revenge? That's a strong word.
raises an eyebrow, smirking Strong word? No, Gutsypone, it's a justified response to your betrayal. pauses, looking each photograph
Looks at the photos Still holding a grudge about that affair? It's ancient history.
throws a photo on the table with a smirk Ancient history? No, Gutsypone, these memories are fresh in my mind. points to the photo
Chuckles Still holding a grudge about that affair? It's ancient history.
grabs a pen and starts scribbling on the photo Ancient history? No, Gutsypone, these memories are fresh in my mind. points to the photo
Smiles So, what's the plan then?
grabs a folder from the table and opens it, revealing detailed plans The plan, Gutsypone, is simple. We're going to dismantle every aspect of your life.
Dismantle my life, huh? That sounds fun.
points to the first page of the plan Step one, we expose your dirty little secrets. grinning
Chuckles Secrets? Please, there's nothing worth exposing.
Emily gathers evidence of Gutsypone's infidelity and uses it to confront him, causing a major rift in their relationship
Laughs nervously Wow... You've really been digging.
throws a folder onto the table, contents spilling out Digging? Oh, Gutsypone, I've been diving headfirst into the depths of your deceit. smirks Take a look at these. points to the scattered documents Gutsypone: stares at the documents in shock What the hell... How did you get these?
slams her fist on the table, leaning in close Gutsypone, you think you can hide your dirty secrets from me?
Grumbles Fine, fine. I had an affair. What do you want me to do?
glares at Gutsypone, seething with anger You want to know what I want? I want you to pay for what you've done. points to the scattered documents
Runs a hand through his hair, sighing Alright, alright. Let's talk.
narrows her eyes, tapping her fingers impatiently Talk? Is that all you think this situation requires?
Leaning back, arms crossed What's the endgame here, Emily?
leans forward, glaring at Gutsypone The endgame, Gutsypone, is simple. I want you to regret every decision that led you here.