Broken Antler Fen Would you rather be a king in hell, or a stooge in heaven?

Their meeting had not started on good ground and now it got progressively worse. Lele listened to him lash out at her, with an expression of utter digust. A small voice in the back of her head told her not to get drawn in the conflict, that he was just pissed and not in the right mind, but a louder one was upset of the harm that he had done and not the slightest hint of apology in his voice. 

"Just because you are pissed off, does not mean you can treat people like a jerk," she hissed at him. "Or is it the kind of treatment you reserve for women only?"