”I’m sorry, have we met?”
“Angsty teenager? Listen here, you bitch, you made me this way. I was a child when my family was murdered, by you!” The urge to attack was strong. “You ruined me.”
Kate put a hand to her heart, smile growing. “Thank you, that is the single most inspiring thing anyone has ever told me! I would love to get to know my own piece of work, please, sit with me, let’s talk.”
”I’m sorry, have we met?”
“Do not treat me as if I am a friend, Argent. I don’t need to tell you shit.”
“Of course you don’t, sweetie. We don’t even have to be friends for me to be nice, it’s just common courtesy. Like telling your waitress thank you.” Kate smiled encouragingly. “Though angsty teenager seems accurate for you.”
”I’m sorry, have we met?”
Cora raised an eyebrow. “Now can you move?” She was trying her best to be polite.
“How about instead,” Kate paused to smile at the other, “you sit down and have a chat with me, Hale? I mean, we must have a lot to catch up on. I would love to hear all about where you’ve been hiding.”
”I’m sorry, have we met?”
“I believe we have, right before you burnt my family alive.”

"That does put a damper on our relationship.“