Oh, don't cry, sweetheart. Shh. It makes your makeup run. Shh. It's alright. I'm not going to hurt you...much. Just as long as you're a good girl and you don't fight me anymore as you did just now. If you're good, I'll leave you alone after tonight to keep living your life. To keep using strawberry shampoo and going out with your friends and washing your dishes and singing along with the radio. And probably to start locking your doors, much as I won't like it. Can you be a good girl for me? Hmm? You sweet little thing...