𝐌𝐑. 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐁𝐘: We are so far behind! What about Darkwood's reports?!
𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍: (𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒂 𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒐) He handed them in before he left.
𝑀𝑟. 𝐵𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑏𝑦 𝑓𝑙𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑟𝑠.
𝐌𝐑. 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐁𝐘: He didn't even use the right format! And you - how are those TPO reports coming in?
𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍: Almost done.
𝐌𝐑. 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐁𝐘: Damnit, 𝒂𝒍𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 isn't good enough! You promised me by Monday!
𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍: I'll be working overtime tonight, Mr. Bartleby.
𝐌𝐑. 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐁𝐘: Too right you will be! I am sick of the incompetence of this place! Now you're going to finish those reports and I don't care if you're here all weekend! They better be on my desk, first thing Monday. And send an email to Darkwood - he's gonna fix the formatting on these reports over the weekend and have them to me by 8:00 am sharp! Or he'll find his ass fired!
𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍: But it's his wedding weekend, sir -
𝐌𝐑. 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐁𝐘: I don't care what it is! I don't care if he has to cancel the whole damn wedding! Monday! 8:00 am! See ya!
𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍: Yi-Jun - seriously - I need to get these reports done.
𝐘𝐈-𝐉𝐔𝐍: You got all weekend for that. You only got me for tonight.
𝐸𝑟𝑖𝑛 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑠 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑟.
𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍: As tempting as the offer sounds - I have work to do.
𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑢𝑝.
𝐘𝐈-𝐉𝐔𝐍: What happened to you? When I first started working here, you were all over me. I miss those cute little emails. 𝒀𝒊-𝑱𝒖𝒏, 𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑰𝑻 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒆.
𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍: It's not that I don't want you anymore, it's just that I have a lot of work.
𝐘𝐈-𝐉𝐔𝐍: Or that you've got your eye on a new prize.
𝐸𝑟𝑖𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑠 𝑢𝑝 𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑚, 𝑏𝑙𝑢𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔.
𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍: What do you -?
𝐘𝐈-𝐉𝐔𝐍: Don't give me that crap. I see how you look at Malec Darkwood, how you shamelessly throw yourself at him. He's 𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒅! He's getting married this weekend! If he wanted what you're pushing, he would have bitten already.
𝐸𝑟𝑖𝑛 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑜𝑟.
𝐘𝐈-𝐉𝐔𝐍: He's not interested. But me - come on, Erin. You would've jumped all over me a month ago. The offer still stands ...
(𝐕/𝐎) 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐂: I've been here all night. Bartleby's running me ragged. So ... you and Yi-Jun?
𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍: Not really. He's just a way to pass the time ...
(𝐕/𝐎) 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐂: That's a relief.
𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍: Oh? And why is that?
(𝐕/𝐎) 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐂: Maybe I'm bored with my life. Maybe I want a way out of the old familiar places and to try something new ... and exciting.
𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍: Oh? And what did you have in mind?
(𝐕/𝐎) 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐂: Well for starters -
𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒'𝑠 𝑎 𝑐𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑. 𝑀𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑐'𝑠 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑠.
(𝐕/𝐎) 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄: HOW ABOUT I PULL YOUR SPINAL CHORD OUT THROUGH YOUR MOUTH?!
𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍: Ah. Ghostface. Real original, Malec. You know, I thought you of all people wouldn't be into prank calls what with the last two murder sprees.
(𝐕/𝐎) 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄: Maybe you underestimated me. Or maybe this isn't FUCKING MALEC!
𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍: Oh? Then who is this? You Yi-Jun? This your idea of fun? 'Cause if it is, then you're not getting laid tonight! What do you have to say to that, Yi-Jun? Huh?
𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍: I have pepper spray and I conceal carry! So just try something, fucker! Just try! You got the wrong one!
(𝐕/𝐎) 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄: No - I have the right one. You think your little pithy weapons can keep you safe with me? What about my predecessors? What about the Ghostfaces before me? Their victims were armed. They tried to defend themselves. So why is a precious little bitch like you any different?
𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍: You think you scare me?!
(𝐕/𝐎) 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄: Yes. I can hear it in your voice. You're trembling, but you try to hide it.
(𝐕/𝐎) 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄: You're afraid because you know I control the security of this building. I have complete control over every exit, every hiding place. There is nowhere you can go to hide from me. I see all. I know all. And I will find a way to you.
