Love me if you dare. That was always the case. It still is.
Sophie Kowalski: Don’t say a word. Let me talk. You missed me? Because I missed you. You’re a real tyrant. It’s so hard to be mad at you. But don’t kid yourself, I still am. I want to talk and forget the game, just for once. Like my dress? I hesitated. Nabbed it off my sister. She has another red one, like a thermonuclear bombshell… That’s the one I should’ve worn. I must’ve spent… three hours in front of the mirror. But I got there, see? I’m pretty. You better like it, or I’ll kill you!
[stops the man she is talking to]
Sophie Kowalski: No, wait… Where was I? The problem is, that… even if you said, “I love it,” I wouldn’t believe you. Julien, I no longer know when you’re playing or not. I’m lost. Wait, I’m not finished. Tell me you love me. Tell me, because if I tell you first, I’m afraid you’ll think it’s a game. Save me… I beg of you.