Felix grips his old-fashioned more tightly. "I don't know what I did to you."
"The one thing you were supposed to do tonight was keep MJ in line. And you could barely handle that, while I was managing everything else that went down. Don't you think that says something?"
Felix sticks out his jaw. "What it says is that I was the one who got stuck with the unfair assignment, handling someone completely impossible. But if you want to pretend that kind of thing can't happen to you, then have fun."
Felix throws down a hundred-dollar bill on the counter and starts to march off. A moment later, he comes back and gets his change after all: apparently that was slightly too expensive a grand gesture to make. But he wanted to.
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