"You are such a fool, Marissa," Sophie told her while taking the left turn and then hitting the brakes, "The man thinks his office has snakes and is now ready to fumigation the whole damn place. Who does that?"
Marissa looked out of the passenger seat window where she could see one or two customers through the glass door sitting in the café, "Why exactly are we here?"
She asked Sophie when saw her unbuckling the seat belt.
"To dance! Of course, we'll have coffee along with donuts, Goofball," she got out of the car and stood outside with a hand on her hip.
Marissa drummed her fingers for a few moments. She didn't want to try her friend's patience who was already pissed for declining Rafael's date due to the nightmare.
"Are you coming out or do I need to drag you out?" Marissa sighed and freed herself from the belt. Her friend was acting like a drill sergeant.
