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Damn it, John. What is our new rule?
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Stop pretending we have a future.
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- Thank you. - Can't you just walk out?
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No. If I leave,
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then I'll be broke and that's awful.
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If I stay, he's in control and that's horrifying.
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And he cut up all my credit cards,
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which means I'm married to him and unable to shop.
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Which is probably the worst of all possible worlds.
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- I'm sorry. - I'll figure something out.
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I'm not much fun today. I'm gonna go.
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Wait.