"I'm not explaining myself to you, Danny, because you don't give a shit about what I think or why I did it," she says. "You don't give a fuck abotu me, as long as you're right. So whatever. You're right. Fuck it." She stands, grabbing her satchel and slinging it across her chest. "Enjoy looking for her, Daniel. I'm sure you won't have any problem getting your dick wet."

She stalks out of the bedroom, leaving the bat on the floor.

"Where the fuck are my keys..."