Breaking Point - A TV Lover's Worst Nightmare

[Zahzi]

"Because I'm the MASTER, and you're the SLAVE. LISTEN!"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"I am not going to be a damn slave." Abagail growled, her eye getting a slight twitch.  

[Zahzi]

"Too bad. You already ARE one!"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Not if I can help it!" Abagail snapped, storming out of the shop.  

[Zahzi]

"And WHERE are you going?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"I'm going home. You know, where I BELONG." Abagail shouted back.  

[Zahzi]

"Have fun." Alan replied, going back to his work.
He knew for a fact she wasn't going to get far..  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Exactly two hours later...

"Did you lose this?" One of the officers asked, holing up Abagail with only one hand.

Abagail's face was beet red, and her glare couldn't get any nastier, or else the floor might have actually caught on fire from her gaze.  

[Zahzi]

"How far'd she get?" Alan asked with a smirk, still working on his device.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Two feet farther than the previous location. Why?"  

[Zahzi]

Alan just turned to stare at Abagail.
"...You're really not good at this game, huh..?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Shut up, a*****e. I know you called them." Abagail growled, finally turning her glare from the floor to Alan.  

[Zahzi]

"No, I've been working on my project the entire time. You just have shitty luck." Alan told her, crossing his arms.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Yeah right." Abagail rolled her eyes.

"...Should we deal with her for you..?"  

[Zahzi]

"No." Alan replied before the man could even finish.
"I will deal with it."