Mr. Reed
I am self aware enough to know how this might look. Older man, two young women in his house, but I assure you, you are welcome to leave through…through the back. You saw my house from the outside, right?
Sister Barnes
Mmhmm.
Mr. Reed
Right! So, you know it’s a tiny footprint. The back of the house is just there. Yeah. Anyway, I will leave you space to make your decision freely. Yeah. To clarify, I am trying…have been trying very hard to make it a point not to pressure you, so you shouldn’t even feel the need to fabricate a story about someone from your ward calling you to leave. It’s… perfectly fine. Leave when you want.
Sister Barnes
It wasn’t an excuse, they do need us back.
Mr. Reed
No, I know, but you’re saying you took a call with someone from your ward.
Sister Paxton
Yeah, a moment ago. But when you came inside, I asked if you were okay with the metal in the walls and ceilings.
Sister Paxton
What do you mean?
Mr. Reed
I mean that the metal obstructs cell phone signals, so I do know you didn’t take a call. But… [chuckles] Just to be clear, so you’re comfortable, it is totally fine for you to leave on your own accord. You never need to feel like you have to…make excuses or… or tell me little…little… little white lies.
Sister Barnes
So which door takes us outside?
Mr. Reed
Pff. Well… [chuckles] do you have a preference?
Sister Barnes
Wh… why would I have a preference?
Sister Paxton
Should we have a preference?
Mr. Reed
That is a fair question.
