↓ Transcript
(Emily sits on the kitchen bench, tense, holding a steaming mug. Dee appears.)
Emily: THANK GOD!!
Are you ok? What the hell happened!?
Dee: I - what?
Emily: Back THERE! At the vacant warehouse thing!
Dee: I don’t know what you’re talking about…
Emily: Aw crap, this wasn’t some time travel thing was it?
Dee: Maybe. What happened?
I TOLD HIM.
Dee: Right. Yeah, that’s me from the future. Sorry for being creepy…
Emily: You weren’t creepy! You seemed really upset though, and I’m worried about you.
Dee: Pretty sure it is creepy to watch you like that. I think it’s creepy. And who knows how many times I’ve done it without you noticing…
Emily: Dude, I don’t mind that much. You’re invisibly everywhere already.
Dee: Yeah but it’s still… Ugh.