"..."
Mela: You can tell me...I...I feel like we have something we're not talking about...but I...I don't...
"..Just school"
Mela narrows her eyes at Darien
Mela: ...You're not a very good liar, Dari... what's going on, really...did I say something while I was drunk...?
"No."
Mela: ...
She can tell that Darien's lying to her
Mela: Tell me the truth.
"I'm just nervous!"
Mela: Tell me. The truth.
She glares at Darien
