[There's a strange duality within her. He leaves her blushing and smiling, even as she's filled with a wrathful rage and a desire to watch what's left of Jason burn. That kiss he gave her was all-consuming, one of those heat in the moment kind of things that will stick with her for a long time to come.

She watches him head off, likely to find the cop, and her smile only grows as she observes. He's so protective of her, but he really helped her be able to stand on her own and get this done tonight. And she feels so free because of it. The right thing to do is let him have his fun while she focuses on keeping this fire going.

A few steps are taken before the sound of something dragging through the dirt and onto the pavement catches her eye. It's the cop she shot, trying to drag himself back toward his car like he can call for help there or something.]

Hey babe, look over here! [She sighs, so disappointed that this guy chose to not stay hiding. He's really in for it now.] I don't think he got the message that he needs to stay down until we leave.

[To the cop, she scrunches up her nose and steps in close so she can press the toe of her shoe against him to push him back down.]

You're not going to get in the way of the fire, are you? Because that would be really rude. I worked really hard to make this!