_________ ׂׂ ૢ་༘࿐ I like to think that our story isn't over just yet, that someday we'll meet again and finally get it right
— Faraway
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—Interview
Both Phil and Claire are seated in the living room, his arm behind Claire.
"Can people change?" Phil repeated the question . He seems to ponder for a second. "That is a touch one." He sighs. "But I would say, yes people can change." While Phil answers Claire turns her head to the side. "That's what I believe, anyway. And I will until the day I die."
Claire squinted her eyes. "You do realize you're proving the exact opposite of your point?" She points out. Looking at her husband.
Phil stared at Claire for a second. "See? She's changed." Looking back at the camera. "She used to be very supportive of me" He joked. The corners of his mouth lifting. Claire looks straight in the camera. Her left twitching slightly
I just installed a sweet home theater system in the family room." Phil says exited. Messing around with hand gestures.
Glancing behind him cautiously, leaning toward the camera. Talking in a softer and more quiet tone. Almost as he doesn't want anyone else to hear. "The trouble is Claire struggles with technology of any kind" He admits. He counts with his fingers. "I mean, remote, cell phones, computers..."
Claire walks into the room that Alex and Haley with only her bra, underwear with her robe open. "Haley have you seen my blue dress?" She asks while walking into the room. Not aware of the fact that Haley was videochatting with Dylan.
She searches on the pile of clothes for the dress. Looking through the clothes that rest on the chair in front of the desk. Hey is heard from the laptop that's on the desk. "Hey, Mrs. Dunphy."Claire looks up quickly before continuing with her search. "Oh. Hey Dylan." she says back. "You know I can see you right?" Dylan asks hesitantly. Claire her head shoots up at the laptop. Suddenly wanting the flee the room quickly.
She stares at the laptop a few seconds before responding. "No, I didn't know that." She stuttered. She immediately drops down to ground. Crawling on the ground tryingTo hide herself as much as possible."Haley's just in the bathroom. She'll be back in just a minute." Dylan's voice says from the laptop, unbothered by the whole situation.
Claire muttered a small thank you. Still crawling on the floor, pulling her rope over her butt.
—third person "Come on!" A frustrated groan escaped from Claire. Pressing very angrily on the TV remote. Making the channels change at a abrupt speed.
