Carla is sitting on her best friend and ex-partner's lap, putting on makeup. She looks frustrated and begins to complain about Polo.

"Ugh, I can't believe Polo sometimes. He's so controlling, always trying to dictate everything."

She pauses, focusing on applying mascara, then continues with a sigh.

"I mean, did you see how he acted at the party last night? It's like he thinks he owns me or something."

She switches to applying lipstick, her expression turning slightly annoyed.

"And don't even get me started on his constant need for attention. It's exhausting."