She looks down, checks her phone, and rolls her eyes. “Hold on…” there’s a pause as she walks away for a total of thirty seconds, shouts into thin air, and curls her lips while trudging back towards Mindy with an almost manic glaze over her eyes that actually screams death. “Whelp…false alarm.”
“False alarm for what? You weren’t actually considering getting back with him if he asked… Would you?” She folded her arms over her chest, her attention glaring up at the woman with an unamused look. “Your relationship is more fucking dramatic than a twelve year old who thinks they’ve found the love of their life. Give it up, Jesus Christ, Jane.”
