[An awful lot of silence there, Robert. It doesn’t go unnoticed. She just sorta - glances his way. Then drinks some of her beer.]
…That’s a question. [One she really doesn’t know the answer to. Now it’s her turn to think in silence, her anxiety about the question itself beginning to spike.
They were there from the beginning, back when she was a fresh-faced twenty-year-old intern. Why wouldn’t she trust them? Oh no…]
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…That’s a question. [One she really doesn’t know the answer to. Now it’s her turn to think in silence, her anxiety about the question itself beginning to spike.
They were there from the beginning, back when she was a fresh-faced twenty-year-old intern. Why wouldn’t she trust them? Oh no…]