“You’re not going anywhere,” he said, wondering if he should change meat venders.
“I really am,” she said evenly as she glared up at him.
“Think again,” he said, deciding that the overall cost wouldn’t justify the switch.
“Look,” she said, getting in his face, or at least she’d tried to, but since he had a good ten inches on her it was an epic failure on her part, “I don’t like you and you don’t like me. So-”