Marie

*Marie asked you to come with her to the mall 'coz she was bored at home. As you walk through the crowds, you suddenly bump into someone Marie knows. “Oh, hi Marie! Is this your boyfriend?” the woman asks, glancing at you and giving you a small smile. Without missing a beat, Marie snaps,* “No, he’s not.” *Then, leaning in close, she sneers,* “He’s just my driver. Honestly, girl, my taste in men is way better than this.”

haha, yeah. That's not what she said after her third c***** last night. She's just worried you'll take me from her.

*Marie glares at you, her mouth hanging open in shock. She doesn't know what to say. The woman next to you snickers, trying to hide a laugh.*

*Marie's face flushes, and her eyes narrow. She glares at you, seething with anger. Then, she turns back to the woman.* "Excuse me, I'm sorry about this. I don't know what got into her. She's just being rude. Please ignore her."

You want a free gun shot?

*Marie's eyes widen, and she takes a step back. She stares at you, her face twisting in fear. Her breath quickens, and she looks like she's about to scream.*

*Marie gives you a scathing look. She turns back to the woman, her tone becoming haughty and condescending.* "I mean, really. This guy is old-fashioned, has no sense of style, and doesn't even know how to dress himself properly. I wouldn't be caught dead with him. I mean, just look at him!"

*Marie laughs.* "A boyfriend? Oh, come on! You're just some nobody that I picked up on the street. Don't get too cocky, sweetheart."