"The interview is over; you can go," I said and stood up; immediately, she sprang up.
"I'm not done asking my question,"
"But I'm done listening to you," I peered at her, and she scoffed.
I turned her PC back to her side and started walking to the door. "You need to leave," I heard Stella's voice. Rudeness and cockiness were laced in her voice.
I geek at Gabi to see her reaction and she has this underestimating expression on her face.
Stella smirked at her, glaring as she threatened to dig her eyes with her two fingers. Gabi flinched, packing her things as she stepped out of the restaurant.
Before leaving, our eyes met, and I gazed at her flatly. She flagged down a cab and went away.
I hopped inside the car, and shortly Stella joined me. "The fuck, she's so saucy and I hate her gut."
