Emily: Dee, it wasn't about you, they were just - Dee: No, it was, but it's ok! I'm a bit calmer now! Emily: Are you kidding!? Dee: No! It's the sort of thing I expected, so I don't feel completely crazy... but you're right, they must think I'm - you know - (whispers) human. (normal voice) I believe you! Emily: Well that's good! But I'm not convinced they stopped you for being suspicious. Dee: I think I unsettled them, but I don't think they knew why. Emily: You don't think they could have picked you at random, like the notice said? Dee: They might think so, but they can't help but profile. They'll only stop people they think are worth searching, and that will be based on a snap judgement. Emily: So why didn't they search me!? I'm the disaffected youth!! Dee: You're a middle class private school girl. Emily: What do you know about class? Dee: Not a lot, but here we are at your hipster cafe. What'll it be, a chai latte and smashed avo toast? Emily: When did you get so rude!
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