| ...reality starts to set into Fiona's mind... |
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 | "I bet you do. Just the way I felt when I caught you stealing my mother's diamond earrings. They were the only thing I had left of her. I felt that was so disrespectful...but I knew you couldn't resist another diamond." | |
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| "Oh no...you knew! What did you put on that diamond? No one can hear me over the fireworks in this alley! Please forgive me and help me, Maria!!! Respect me enough for that..." | |
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| Maria's rage surged full force!!! |
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| RESPECT???!?!?! You didn't respect my mother's memory! I believe I should return the favor. Goodbye, Fiona. Remember, no one punishes with impunity. | |
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| "Please...Please............ Please.......... | |
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| Maria returns to the fireworks to enjoy her "victory"... |
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| "Yeah, 'Please.' Save that for the pearly gates...or the hot ones! HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!" | |
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