“I’m not crazy. I’m just not. I don’t have proof that I’m not, nor do you have proof that I am,” insisted Elizabeth.

“Oh, but I do,” replied Elliot.

“Really? Show me then,” Elizabeth snapped, knowing he didn’t have any. He would stall, she knew that.

“Well… well…”

“Well? Do you need water?”

“N-no…. well…. I don’t have them with me….”