Elias Grant, pleasure to be here. Who are you?

Heather Bates. Remember the name.

That is a very weird compliment, but I will take it. Duly noted, Heather.

I only give the best. 

I’m sure it’s not that bad! It might be fun, and you could get preferential treatment.

You’ve clearly never met my mom before.

But I think you’d be Norman, considering your mom—Okay, I’m confused.

You look better when you don’t talk, Mr. Greene. Just don’t call my mother Norma when she arrives here.

Is your best friend okay? That’s kind of scary, but thats exciting that you’re mom is coming! Right? 

I don’t know, but I’m going to visit her later. Yeah, it’s going to be a blast.

If your mom’s coming to town then that’s great! Isn’t it?

It’s a total disaster! Having my mom watching over my shoulder twenty four seven is not what I wanted when I decided to attend a university in Texas.

What? I thought Norma Bates was real.

You’re cute. My mom’s going to like you, Norman.

Your mother’s getting a job here? Oh wow, I’d love to meet her. Not in like a creepy way, I just, uh, I read your file and your family’s quite impressive. I mean I’ve never been to Bates’ Motel, but I hear everyone has a killer time there!

Oh my god, do you think my mom is Norma Bates? Because she isn’t. She isn’t a fictional character, Mr. Greene.