Hayden asks Petal to come sit down for breakfast, he wants to ask her some questions.
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"Why did you call me here?" Petal asks, pulling up a seat.
"I wanna talk to you about Carla."
"What for?" She asks, getting snotty.
"Just please, I'm being nice today."
"Fine." Petal grumbled, "ask away."
"Does she like me?" Hayden asked.
"Absolutely not."
"No?"
"I wouldn't like you either."
"Hey now!" He scoffs.
"I'm just being honest."
"Does she...hate me then?"
"Hate I don't know, why don't you ask her?"
"Because I can't."
"Well, man up."
"I am a man."
"Sure......and I'm the fucking pope."
"Can you ask her for me?"
"I'm not getting into this."
"Please, I will return the favour." He raises a brow.
"You have nothing I want."
"Are you sure?" He slides his hand across the table, resting it on hers.
She abruptly stands, throwing back her chair. "You're out of your mind!"
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