[He'll forget, he'll forget, he'll forget.... just like he did Agent Johnson, as he calls her now. She thought at fast speed, chest hurting a moment. She started this with that stupid plant above the arch. She could see it though]

I think you're doing great so far. [she closed his note book and held it close as she leaned into his arm around her shoulders. Leaned into him more.]

Honestly, I've worked with them a while and I barely trust them. I just know the knife is going to twist at some point and it's all going to come crashing in on me.