I'm not the only one in my reflection.

Part twenty-two

What the brunette doesn't account for is the same temperament in Carpenter's younger sister, who takes advantage of Gale's overconfidence and punches her in the face.

Tara grabs her best friend's hand, seeing that she's still half-lost in the memories that the mere sight of the journalist's face evokes, and with a slight squeeze of her wrist, she begins to walk away.

— Don't pay attention to her, Tara and I will handle Gale if necessary, and we won't let her get to you. — Billy's daughter whispers to Leslie's daughter as they continue their efforts to reach a taxi.

And of course, Weathers doesn't let the three girls just leave, and he follows them, throwing various words at their backs to continue the conversation.

And, true to her word, Sam stands in front of Stu's niece and speaks to the journalist herself, preventing her from even looking behind her to make any comment about the former redhead.

But as Gale herself described Katherine, the "natural-born killer," the "watchdog of Billy Loomis's daughter," she wouldn't be herself if she allowed anyone to speak for her.

— Listen, Weathers, get off our backs, you've got your material, go back to making Sammy look bad, you're good at it. — Macher said sharply to the woman in the trouser suit, stepping out from behind the elder Carpenter.

When Tara made the claim that Ghostface might be hunting the three of them, wanting to "punish" them because of Weathers' book, she opened her mouth, not knowing how to respond.

The three girls started walking towards the taxi again, but the journalist stopped them again, saying something that she knew would make one of them stop, and then the other two.

«I've been talking to Sidney». The phrase echoed in the mind of Sidney's niece, who stopped short, taking a sharp, shallow breath at the sound of the woman's name, which she longed to hear.

— She... — The brunette cleared her throat, hearing how her voice trembled, how clearly she could hear the pain and tears that welled up in her eyes. — Did she talk to you? I mean, she's not going to come here, is she?

Roman's daughter lowered her head in defeat, realizing that she had blurted out what had most disturbed her in Gale's speech before she could filter her words and say what needed to be said.

Of course, damn it, Prescott had spoken to Weathers, because the journalist, after all, was not the daughter of her brother, whom she had had to kill; nor was she the niece of her wife's ex-boyfriend, whom she had also had to kill; nor was she the daughter of her friend, who had gone insane and become the vengeful Ghostface.

— She sends her best wishes, but she's taking her family and leaving for a safe place.

Katherine looked down for a moment when she heard that her aunt was wishing them luck, but she was taking her family and leaving. She could tell that Gale was using those words for a reason, and she was trying to get a rise out of her, and it was working.

After all, if you listened to Sidney's words more closely, you could tell that she didn't consider her niece to be her family. This is a direct conclusion that follows from this choice of speech.

Macher's lips pursed and, turning around in silence, she got into the taxi car, looking through the window at the Carpenter sisters, who said something else to the Weathers before they got into the car next to her.

Before the driver started the car, Stu's niece saw the doors of the police station open, but it wasn't an officer who came out, but just a man in civilian clothes. The one who helped them at the store, Oliver Milton. Her newfound uncle.