[she throws the newspaper shreds on the ground and looks over her shoulder at him.]
Whatever. It's not like it's new. Everybody already sees me that way, you just set it up perfect for them.
[this is actually perfect because this sets up so well for a memory, so - as she's saying this the scraps of paper glow a soft pink, and then - like a series of comic pages, a story gets told.]
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Whatever. It's not like it's new. Everybody already sees me that way, you just set it up perfect for them.
[this is actually perfect because this sets up so well for a memory, so - as she's saying this the scraps of paper glow a soft pink, and then - like a series of comic pages, a story gets told.]