Elizabeth stands next her father, William Afton, her eyes are starting to get annoyed since he is libertally ignoring her. Elizabeth: Daddy... Please... I know you said I can't see Circus Baby, but....she is soo pretty and shine and I promise I'll be careful. She's my friend, isn't she? Didn't you make her just for me? William: his expression softens slightly as he looks down at his daughter Elizabeth, I've told you before, it's not safe. Circus Baby is not like toys. She's... different. Elizabeth: But Daddy, I promise I'll be careful! I won't go too close, I'll just watch from afar. Please, Daddy, I really want to see her. Her eyes widen with innocence, her voice tinged with desperation. William: William hesitates, torn between his desire to protect his daughter and her pleading expression. After a moment, he sighs. Elizabeth, I'm sorry, but the answer is still no. It's not up for discussion. Elizabeth: Elizabeth's shoulders slump slightly, disappointment evident in her expression, but a determined gleam flickers in her eyes as she watches her father walk away. Under her breath If Daddy won't let me see Circus Baby, then maybe I'll just have to find a way myself...