WOMAN WALKS, SLOWLY IN NO HURRY, EXPRESSIONLESS. WALKS TOWARDS DOOR, TURNS TO THE SIDE SLIGHTLY AND USES RIGHT HAND TO OPEN DOOR.
WALKS IN, CLOSES THE DOOR BEHIND HER, WALKS SLOWLY TOWARDS TABLE AND SITS DOWN.
SHOT OF MALE, NERVOUS AND FIDGETY, TAPPING HIS FINGERS ON THE TABLE AS HE LOOKS DOWN.
MAN:Whatever they said to you isn't true, don't beleive those bastards!
MEDIUM SHOT OF WOMAN, DISINTERESTED IN WHAT HE HAS TO SAY.
MALE STILL FIDGETING AND DRUMMING FINGERS.
MAN: It's not me you're looking for,
REVERSE SHOT OF WOMAN, STILL DISINTERESTED BUT NOW FAIRLY AGGRAVATED BY THE MALE.
MALE HEIGHTENED SENSE OF ANXIETY
MAN: Jesus, jesus christ!
PUTS HEAD IN HAND SHOWS DISTRESS LOOKING AT TABLE
WOMAN MOODY LOOKING.
WOMAN:Nothing can change what you did.
DOOR CREAKS OPEN, WOMAN TURNS AROUND TO LOOK AND SEE WHO'S THERE, HOODED CHARACTER APPEARS.
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