Cheme Hovis' mind is warped. "Why should I do this?" Annabelle Smith asked. Why do you ask?

"I've planned tonight's class meeting for a while. What did I spend on tonight's classmate meeting? Millions! Millions! No idea. Can I impress teachers and classmates? I wanted your attention. You ruined me!"

"Right now, the classmates' costumes are cool; Rebecca must respect your husband, right? Infinite scenery? Again with the scenery!

Cheme Hovis's excitement and anger increased as he spoke. His face grew ferocious, like a wild animal. Where's the grace?

Annabelle Smith grunted, "Do you want us to apologize?" If you want this, I'll apologize.”

Cheme Hovis sneered, "A sorry sentence?...