PATIENCE tested, spindly digits curl into her palm. keeping herself
          from knocking that costumed asshole’s teeth in proves to be a more
          difficult task than she initially believed. his claims are only the most
          recent annoyances in a long, endless string of them that she’s been
          subjected to over the past twenty minutes. it’s driving her up the
          goddamn wall. shoulders tense, the steel framework of her body
          suitably rigid. peering at him from darkened, sleep deprived
          sockets, she murmurs out a reluctant reply. 

               “ you’ll never know what i’m into. but i’ll go
                 ahead & cross that one off the list for you. “