she's in his office, scolding him about him trying to kill her father because he owes Darius a lot of money. his eyebrows raise in shock, before chuckling and pushing her away gently. “Alright, alright, I get it, Ms. Feisty Pants. Anything except money, hmm? Well, I need a wife… Think you can help me with that?” she nods, saying she could help him find a wife, but he puts up his hand to make her stop talking, before saying while scoffing a laugh. “Oh no, honey, I mean you.”