[ Trust should be earned, shouldn't it? Respect of an office is one thing, but trust?

Her lips press out a little before pursing down, one shoulder barely shrugging. ] Who could trust someone that smiles that much? And has no rhyme or reason for certain...signage.

I'm not a big fan of rules, Sam. When they don't make any sense. [ A beat. ] Are you? [ And she should cut off there, but instead she continues without missing a beat. ] I mean, most of the time, it feels like there's almost no one in the town I can trust. Do you trust anyone around here?

[ She gives him a longing look, as if she's hopeful that he does. ]