[That's her reason and she's sticking to it. Or not. MJ huffs out a sigh because he's got a point, even if he does owe her times a million. She can't just throw him to the wolves blind.]
I don't go by Mary Jane Parker-Watson, so that'd be kind of hard to explain, now wouldn't it?
[Plus if you asked her, Peter Watson sounds much better than Mary Jane Parker does. MJ Parker. It doesn't flow. That's not something she thinks about a lot, no way. There's not doodles of her name and his names and hearts in her day planner or anything like that. It's just a fact of life and maybe she'll stop thinking about this now.]
And look, I'm not proud of it, but this gross reporter for this magazine wouldn't stop bugging me to go out with him but he's like the one to make or break a girl's career in this town, you know?
[She wants it so bad, to succeed. To be famous. To work on Broadway for the rest of her life and have people fawn over her. She wants it and this whole thing seems silly and stupid when it's said out loud but she's always been a little bit of both and she doesn't care. This is her career, it's the only thing besides the boy in the suit standing next to her that she's really ever wanted.]
So I told him I was married, to you and try and look really jealous and possessive too, alright? Please. Pretty please.
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[That's her reason and she's sticking to it. Or not. MJ huffs out a sigh because he's got a point, even if he does owe her times a million. She can't just throw him to the wolves blind.]
I don't go by Mary Jane Parker-Watson, so that'd be kind of hard to explain, now wouldn't it?
[Plus if you asked her, Peter Watson sounds much better than Mary Jane Parker does. MJ Parker. It doesn't flow. That's not something she thinks about a lot, no way. There's not doodles of her name and his names and hearts in her day planner or anything like that. It's just a fact of life and maybe she'll stop thinking about this now.]
And look, I'm not proud of it, but this gross reporter for this magazine wouldn't stop bugging me to go out with him but he's like the one to make or break a girl's career in this town, you know?
[She wants it so bad, to succeed. To be famous. To work on Broadway for the rest of her life and have people fawn over her. She wants it and this whole thing seems silly and stupid when it's said out loud but she's always been a little bit of both and she doesn't care. This is her career, it's the only thing besides the boy in the suit standing next to her that she's really ever wanted.]
So I told him I was married, to you and try and look really jealous and possessive too, alright? Please. Pretty please.