Phoenix Maplewood i hate the air he breathes

Guillotina knew her words packed a punch. It gave her satisfaction to see his smirk wiped away. Hah, take that masculinity! She smirked herself. It was a good comeback and she felt good putting him his place. She had just been trying to help him and he was being so rude to her, he really deserved it.

She couldn't imagine anything was more pleasant than talking to her. She was a great talker. She wasn't bad to look at either. That made her a better conversationalist already than most people. Truthfully, he could do a lot worse. "Only when the strangers are rude to me." Guillotina smiled sweetly, but she wasn't feeling sweet at all as she looked at him.