This was definitely the part where ominous music played and thunder rolled in the distance despite the weather being nice otherwise. While an evil laugh might have been a nice touch, Mary yawned instead. The thrill of watching Garry be beaten was wearing off, and she was back to being just as sluggish as before.

"Forever," she repeated, looking content even through the exhaustion. She liked that word when it was attached to ideas that appealed to her. Being together with someone forever, having her own personal pocket Garry forever, and ever and ever. Her head tilted back a bit, chin jutting in the direction of the copy. "Are we going to leave that one here?"