Steve knew trouble was brewing, but still, he ignored Joan and continued to talk on the phone with his friend. He couldn't help but smile when he saw the furious look on her face and how she was pacing around his bedroom, shaking her head in anger. She was truly mad at him. He was supposed to be scared, but he wasn't, maybe her anger can scare someone else, but not him. She was his best friend and he was already used to seeing her angry.
Joan was red with anger as she kept pacing Steve's bedroom waiting for him to finish up with his stupid phone conversation. It was obvious he was prolonging the conversation with whomever it is he was talking to. If he liked he could spend the whole evening talking to that person, she wasn't going to leave his bedroom until he had explained to her why he ate her food, and he must get her something else to eat.
