Yes, you understood that correctly. She didn't actually say "Dom", but she is either thinking that or her future "better" fuck buddy/live-in boyfriend when she inevitably upgrades from Dom. And you know that's what her plan is. "Eurobeeze 2022!"
"Peetz can live in the
basement, and whenever I
need to go away, he can just take care of the animals and stuff...."
(Spoiler alert Chantal: Dom is the best you can ever hope for (outside of Peetz). And he ain't taking you anywhere outside of the Gatineau floor mattress. EVER.
We all know this is a narcissistic pipe dream anyway, but her face has never been so punchable in that moment complimented by her whorish red lips and white trash leopard toddler romper. Princess Chantal
allowing Peetz to live in her futuristic cellar and take care of her shit while she is jet-setting and fucking random foreign men. The delusion.
I've never wished for Peetz to runaway to the tranny from Winnepeg so badly.