At D'Angelo's apartment, Shardene has frumpily pinned her hair back and is stalking around, flustered, as she prepares to move out. She apparently hasn't give him any idea why, because he volunteers that he "ain't fucked nobody else," in case that's what she was thinking. She makes no reply, so D'Angelo tries to get hard about it, yelling that if she wants to go, she can go: "But you could give me a goddamn reason." Shardene pulls her suitcase (and supplementary suitcase: black garbage bag) into the living room before finally asking, "What do I look like to you?" He asks what she means. She repeats the question, and D'Angelo, uncomprehending, says, "You look like a girl -- a woman. A beautiful woman! You're fine! What?" Shardene, her eyes well swollen from crying all afternoon, spits, "I don't look like trash to you?" D'Angelo gently takes her by the arms as he assures her, "This ain't about what you do." She removes his hands and cries, "I don't look like something you could roll up in a rug and throw in the trash?" She squints at him, and he looks down, having no response to such a pointed question. Shardene stalks out, and D'Angelo has the grace to make only a half-assed effort to follow her.
Episode Report CardWing Chun: A | 1163 USERS: B-
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