Mela: What do you mean?
"We have been seeing each other a lot lately..."
Mela: You keep finding me...
"...."
-Darien eats some of her bacon-
Mela: So what do you want...?
"I don't....want anything.."
Mela: ...And why do you keep finding me?
"I DON'T KNOW!"
Mela: Stop yelling.
-Dairen puts her hands on her head-
