"You know what?" Nicola yelled towards Meredith "I'm not doing this". James shuffling through the pairs of old clothes looks up at Nicola "Please, Nicola, do what she says". "No" she replies to James "I'm not putting on a bunch of moth-eaten clothes because I accidentally broke something, no! You can buy into whatever she says, but I'm not!". James finds this old red showman's jacket, with a fob-watch in one of the pockets. James just watches as Nicola looks away and folds her arms in anger, like a spoilt little child, not getting what they want. James puts on the jacket, much to Meredith's joy, and puts his hands in the pockets, feeling the metal fob-watch. "Nicola, please" James said, pulling out one hand out of the jacket and putting it on her shoulder "Look at me". Nicola tried to push him off, but she ended up slightly turning towards him. "Nicola" James said, removing the fob-watch from his pocket, unaware at what he was doing "Look into my eyes". Nicola turned and looked straight at him "What do you want, James? Can't you just le... just... you...". Her words vanished as she stared and followed the fob watch, under the trance that James wasn't aware that he was doing this. "Can you listen to me, please?" James said. "Yes" Nicola deadpanned "I am under your control".
"Control?" James asked, but he received no answer from Nicola. Meredith was clapping her hands in joy "Now you get to control her. Go on, make her believe whatever you want".