Subin: Mr. Park, to what extent are you willing to forgive?
Park Seungha: I keep a criteria. The extent of their mistakes, who they are, how much they mean to me, what I’m willing to accommodate for them— what did you do?
Subin, clearly hiding something behind her: Nothing
Cue a crash, bang and succeeding noise of something shattering
Subin, smiling widely: Mr. Park, have I told you that you’re my favorite godfather?
Park Seungha:
Park Seungha: Twice. When you froze the chairman’s office, and when you shattered his favorite vase.
Subin: beams
Park Seungha: sighs I’ll get the broom, you keep your grandfather away from the damage













