"Did you just trick me?" Michelle spits. "I came from the hospital. Gabriel had been discharged last night. You told me he was still there."
"I'm sorry, Michelle, I…"
"No, don't blame her," Gabriel stands up. "And also, there are a few things that confuse me here. For one, who told you to go and visit me at the hospital? And another, you're not supposed to come here, Michelle. We're over. You don't do shit like this anymore and pretend like we're still together. And lastly—" he gazes at Claire, who he quickly realizes is in character as Bella, with her blond wig and office attire and all. "—Lastly, I asked Bella to bring me my meds. She knew only at the last minute to bring my meds here, and not at the hospital."
Michelle's gaze ping-pongs between Gabriel and Claire, trying to ascertain the truth. Then she smiles, trying a new tactic. "I was only concerned about your well-being, Gab. Can't old friends help out each other during a crisis?"
