I don't care that you're feeling nauseous and you want sleep. Drink another Red Bull and join the land of the living, Mundane! You need to start taking this seriously if you want to impress me. So far I've heard a lot of excuses and I'm-going-tos without seeing any action.

Are you sure you're really ready to take me on? I'm willing to give you the benefit of the doubt, but not if you're going to waste my time. And I'm not sure how I feel about this canon point you've decided to take me from. You're taking me away from Henry, and I know you reasoned that I knew there was the possibility I'd never see him again when I decided to try and cross over to warn the other universe, but not like this. I know my mom will take good care of him, and Lincoln will make sure he stays safe, but I am not happy. Why couldn't you have grabbed me from some point before my pregnancy?

I was plenty interesting without everything else that followed. It isn't the events that make me who I am. I adapted to them the way I did because I was already this way. But there's no arguing with you, is there?

Fine. I'll accept this like any other assignment, but we are not through here.