Rayne: Hi there, I’m- Rayne: Why am I getting the impression that you don’t much care for me? Rayne: That seems a little harsh. Rayne: I’m convinced. Rayne: Let’s go murdering. Girl: I know who you are Rayne. I was hoping to run into you again. Girl: You, Mr. Summers, have no soul. Girl: Gladly. Noel: Are you prepared to back up that claim? Noel: Sorry, I can’t find any holes in her arguments.