i got out of the shower," walked downstairs, saw her standing over my father, and called the police. no. uh, yeah, because the bitch shot him. his dead body with a bullet in it. . not that i saw. but like i said, i went straight upstairs to take a shower. ' , i saw brooke standing over his body, drenched in his blood. no, she'd stashed it by then. brooke rolls her eyes. no. i was in the shower. i guess. elle paces a bit. underdog watches from her purse on the table, intrigued by her line of questioning. yes. i was washing my hair. i got up, went to starbucks, went to the gym, got a perm, and came home. yes. yes. two a year since i was twelve. you do the math. because they got wet. yes -- elle continues. she's younger than i am. did she tell you that? how would you feel if your father married someone younger than you? i didn't mean to shoot him -- i meant to shoot you!