Re: Brielle G./Wren M.
[...] You didn't tell anyone, and we weren't talking, Brielle. No, you don't get to blame me for that. I sent Jack to check on you repeatedly, and I sent you money, and I sent you money again. I got you an apartment, and I always offered you a place to stay, even when we weren't talking. I told Jack to bring you here. No, you don't get to put that one me. No, not that too. No. And I'm offering to help now, again, and you won't take my help, so what do you want from me? If I offer to send Luke, will you open the door then? If I offer to send Jack? What do you want, because I've been trying since the moment I left Caesars, and you won't let me.