Walter says he's close now, to creating the door. I'm impatient, pacing and tapping my feet all the time. I can't wait to be back with my beautiful Olivia, with MY Olivia, once again.
The other Olivia has been uncharacteristically silent, but today she's eyeing me, maliciously. Before I know what's happening she's pressed up to me, holding a gun to my head.
"I know everything, Asshole. So don't try to lie. Just cooperate, capiche?" She growls.
I'm not one for following orders, but I don't have much of a choice, obviously. "Whatever you say, 'Sweetheart'"
Well, I'm hosed now.