[ Jesse blinks a few times. Before hee answer can even formulate, the call has come through.

I'm through being perked around by you--

You wanna see your wife alive? 'Cause if you do, you better watch what you say to me. Do we understand each other?

I want to talk to Alice.

Yeah, and I want the manuscript. Don't keep me waiting, Wake.

The call cuts.

Jesse looks from the phone back up to Alan. A glance to the side as she debates if she should really share what thoughts she has on the situation. The Alan she spoke to insisted she simply trust the Alan she has in front of her. Open up.

« That's... easier said than done. »

She looks down before looking back up at him. ]

I think... it's obvious this is a story. It feels like the plot of a B rated horror movie. [ She pauses. ] But, it's what's happening around us. It wants to become what's real to us. So... we have to play along. For now.

Just, keeping in mind it's not our reality. It's not true--but wants to become real and true.

Maybe your wife is in danger because the story is trying to become real. [ She shakes her head slightly. ] We follow what your manuscript pages say. See if we can change anything.

[ She glances down, then up at him almost shyly. ]

And, once you're not America's Most Wanted? We can go for coffee.