"Back to our reality!" He slammed the trunk of the taxi and gave it a tap to signal the driver that everything was taken out.
"Reality is subjective."
"Huh, are you trying to be philosophical with me, Jess?" He sneered and pulled his luggage with his good arm.
Jess wasn't listening for she was already talking to the doorman of her building.
"Leave it," she said as she cocked her head towards the elevator in the building lobby. "They'll send our luggage upstairs."
"Okie Dokie," he replied, observing Jess give the building attendant a fist bump before stepping inside the elevator.
Watching Jess interact with people who could be considered beneath her, but she treated them as equals, made the Jess in San Lucas appear to be a completely different person.
