Marie blinked, because that sounded almost surprisingly decent of him and because hitting him had actually spent the most of her hot anger. Almost, almost she said 'I'd like to see you try it.'
Her sense of humor came to the rescue. Marie laughed, a quick sputtering thing that she quickly tried to block with her hand. It didn't work. Despite her best intentions, a cascade of giggles spilled out. "All the troubles between our people," she managed to get out between laughs, "and you're literally fighting me back with 'love.' It's too good."
Maybe he was really just a jackass after all. It wasn't as if she hadn't grown up with plenty of those. It was possible that he just hadn't seen Betsy's subtle signals. And she had horned in, and rather hostilely, on his obvious slumming, though it seemed he'd been having a good time. Sure, he'd humiliated her and then kissed her of all things, but he 'let' her have that slap, and to be fair, she'd punched him first. And it was impossible for Marie not to see the humor in this, not with all the nonsense she had to deal with every day from the middle and upper classes because of where she worked. In many ways, this had been one of the cleaner fights she'd gotten into with an aristo this week. She could appreciate that.
"Loki Odinson, I'm gonna buy you a drink."
The tension she hadn't been aware of it the bar eased down about ten notches as she flagged Mac down to pay for the broken glass and the kind of drink she favored for Loki.
Re: August 3
Her sense of humor came to the rescue. Marie laughed, a quick sputtering thing that she quickly tried to block with her hand. It didn't work. Despite her best intentions, a cascade of giggles spilled out. "All the troubles between our people," she managed to get out between laughs, "and you're literally fighting me back with 'love.' It's too good."
Maybe he was really just a jackass after all. It wasn't as if she hadn't grown up with plenty of those. It was possible that he just hadn't seen Betsy's subtle signals. And she had horned in, and rather hostilely, on his obvious slumming, though it seemed he'd been having a good time. Sure, he'd humiliated her and then kissed her of all things, but he 'let' her have that slap, and to be fair, she'd punched him first. And it was impossible for Marie not to see the humor in this, not with all the nonsense she had to deal with every day from the middle and upper classes because of where she worked. In many ways, this had been one of the cleaner fights she'd gotten into with an aristo this week. She could appreciate that.
"Loki Odinson, I'm gonna buy you a drink."
The tension she hadn't been aware of it the bar eased down about ten notches as she flagged Mac down to pay for the broken glass and the kind of drink she favored for Loki.