"I rule my face, it does not rule me," she recited, mostly on reflex; she stood up in a single smooth motion, eyes flicking from the phone to O-Ren to the closet.

"It's excellent," she added, "What's going on?"

She didn't just mean that they were in Japan and not the island; she hadn't fully processed that yet. There was clearly something more immediately pressing on O-Ren's mind.