"Hey, welcome back, the wifey." Summer flashed a cheeky smile, noticing Yvette coming back to an almost empty canteen. "You guys done talking so fast? I was expecting Mr. Collins to come up here, or something."
"Summer! Keep your voice down, will you?" Yvette rushed at her friend, pressing her palm against Summer's mouth to make her stop. Giving a glance at her surrounding, and making sure no one was close enough to hear her, then she let the hand go.
"The canteen's been empty for a while now, gurl." Summer shrugged her shoulders in response. "And anyway, at this point, I think letting everyone know that you aren't some mistress or there isn't anything unethical about you two would be the right course of action, don't you think so?"
