Once outside, Robin ranted, “Did you have to stop me? They badmouthed you behind your back, missy! Aren’t you peeved? I’ve always thought that I’m a weak-willed doormat, but you’re cool, aren’t you? Or are you just as much of a scaredy-cat as I am? You afraid of getting into trouble?”
Arianne steadied herself with the help of a tree at the sidewalk “No, it’s more like there’s no point. You heard them, right? They know me as Mrs. Tremont. If I quarreled with them for this little thing or, I dunno, turned it physical, how badly would that reflect on me? I’d embarrass my man, too! Honestly, I’m just so-very-disinterested in talking to people like these, you know? As long as their stinkin’ blabbering mouths don’t take it too far, I don’t care. If they crossed my line, though, I’d hit back.”
Robin broke out a dumb, drunken smile. “Oh ho ho, touche! We’re not as low as they are. Fighting a bunch of losers like that will be soooo undignifying! Whelp, this is it. See you later, Arianne! I’m gonna hail a cab. You? Someone coming to pick you up?”
Arianne fished out her phone and looked at the time. It was 9 o’clock, Mark was most likely still knee-deep in his work. After a quick thought, she answered, “I’m hailing a cab too. Head’s a little dizzy, but I’m still conscious, so I don’t think I need anyone to drive me home.”
Robin let Arianne take the first cab they managed to hail, citing the latter’s address as being relatively farther away from their current location than the former’s as the rationale. Arianne, who worried for Smore’s welfare at home, accepted Robin’s offer and took the ride.
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