That's what I like to hear. About you doing better and liking me best. [She even believes it.]
But no, not better, but I don't think that's the pearl's fault. Maybe mine was a dud. I mean what would have just made me feel worse after...? [No, wait, it's starting to fall together.]
[Softly.] Oh.
It was making me happy. [These words come out rather flat.]