Freeze reacts to ex wifes comments

(The scene is set in a coffee shop. Freeze, aka Slade Wilson, is sitting at a small table, sipping on a cup of coffee. His ex-wife, Adeline Kane, walks in and spots him. She approaches the table, a smug look on her face.)

Adeline: (smirking) Well, well, well. Look what we have here. The great Freeze, sitting all alone, nursing a cup of coffee.

Freeze: (looking up at her) Adeline. What a surprise.

Adeline: (sitting down across from him) I couldn't help but notice you're still stuck in this rut. You're still stuck in the past, still stuck in your own personal hell.

Freeze: (raising an eyebrow) And what exactly do you mean by that?

Adeline: (leaning in) You're still trying to hold on to the past, to the life we had together. But it's over, Slade. It's been over for a long time.

Freeze: (anger rising) You have no right to talk about our past, Adeline. You have no right to talk about me.

Adeline: (smiling) Oh, but I do. I know you better than anyone, Slade. I know your weaknesses, your fears. And I know that deep down, you're still hurting from what happened between us.

Freeze: (anger boiling over) You're just trying to get under my skin, Adeline. You're just trying to make me angry.

Adeline: (leaning back) Maybe a little. But it's true, Slade. You're still stuck in the past. You're still stuck in your own personal hell.

Freeze: (standing up) That's it, Adeline. I've had enough of your insults, your lies. You're just a reminder of everything that's wrong with my life.

Adeline: (standing up, a smirk still on her face) Oh, Slade. You're so predictable. You're so... human.

(Freeze's eyes flash with anger, and he raises his hand, as if to strike Adeline. But then he stops himself, his expression cold and calculating once again.)

Freeze: (smiling) I think it's time for me to go, Adeline. I think it's time for me to leave this place behind.

Adeline: (smirking) Oh, I think that's a great idea, Slade. I think that's a great idea.

(Freeze turns and walks away, leaving Adeline sitting alone at the table, a smug look still on her face.)