Elly pressed her feet, making the person's face even more pushed toward the bar table. "Your mouth is still rotten like fried bananas left under the table for a week. If you don't go now, I'll make your face worse than Angeline's cooking."
Angeline rounded her eyes perfectly and glared at Elly, "What did you say?!"
"It is nothing." Elly chuckled, "Just kidding. Don't worry."
"Ouuhhh ... Your words are still so sharp, that my heart is pierced by your love so deep."
Elly also ran out of patience. "Fuck this shit!" said Elly who immediately stiffened her foot on the face of the narcissistic stranger who was bothering Angeline until his head seemed to be embedded on the bar table. But something unexpected happened, making Angeline get out of her seat and take a few steps away.
