"If I wasn't worried that you'd die in your dreams after I left, do you really think I'd be in a hotel in the middle of the night with a raccoon-faced old woman?"
"Can you shut up?"
"No, you just hit me with an sshtray."
"I apologize." Sandra Smith sincerely admitted her mistake.
"Do you forgive Antony Brown when he apologizes to you?"
"Don't compare me to that kind of dog shit, it brings bad luck!"
Charles Glenn: "…You're right about everything."
"Where are you going?" As Charles said and opened the door to leave, Sandra grabbed his arm.
"I'm going home," the man said in a gloomy tone.
Sandra pursed her lips, pondering how to speak up. Before she could, Charles spoke up: "Take you home?"
The latter nodded like mad.
"Do you think that's appropriate?" Charles asked her back.