....Alright....I give up....

Someone here seems bound and determined to force us together.

So....Luke...let's talk.

But the moment I don't like the bullshit that's coming out of your mouth, I'm jamming a bedpost down your throat.

[Only the sound of sniffing and the occasional sob and curse can be heard. She doesn't even know the microphone is on, let alone recording]

...Why him?!

.....Our of all the people in the world for me to be indebted to....why did it have to be him?

....These gods must really hate me...