“I feel like I need to tell you something.”

“Yes?”

“I love you.”

“Oh, I… uh.”

“Oh I get it.”

“You do? Cause I’m not sure I do. I mean I am very flattered, but we haven’t known each other that long.”

“You don’t want to love me because of what I did.”

“And that is…”

“I murdered James Anthony of course.”

“You know what, I love you too. Now excuse, I have to go call my mom.”