"You Make It Sound Like It Was An Accident"

"It's a dangerous game you're playing, Anna." Viola said and looked at Anna over her glasses. "What do you mean?" Anna demanded. "Once you become too good at dating yourself there's no going back." Viola replied and looked down to keep reading her book. Anna wasn't satisfied with that answer so she poked at Viola: "Is that what happened to you?" "'Happened' to me. You make it sound like it was an accident." Viola said and lowered the book in her hands, looking at Anna. "But is it what happened?" Anna continued. "Maybe. I guess." Viola said and had a distant look in her eyes for a second. "And how does that make you feel?" Anna said with a grin. "Stop it, Anna. I dont need to be psychoanalysed." Viola protested. "But really, I'm serious. Why did you choose this life?" Anna asked. She wanted to know because the second she set foot in Viola's house she felt as if she was on the verge of following the same road. She wanted to know Viola's path and compare it to her own." Hm.. I don't think it's something you plan. It just sort of happens. You just continously keep chossing yourself and suddenly the whole house-wedding-baby race is over and you're standing on the audience's side with a whole bunch of cash." Viola said and chuckled.