She stands victorious. The feeling of elation washes over her hot and heavy. Going off half cocked on the debate stage wasn't her plan. It's Miller's fault really. And Marty Hawk's.
"You made me do it." The words leave her mouth before Marty can say what he wants. She doesn't have to take his abuse anymore. She can snap every once in a while. Marty was due for a comeuppance and when he told her she was too prepared. She went off. He was the moderator. It wasn't his job to help the Senator win the debate.
"You made me."