[Sally is far too embarrassed about having basically just done a one-woman slapstick performance, so she just sits in the passenger seat with her arms crossed tightly over her seatbelt, staring through the windshield rather than looking at her unfortunate boyfriend.]
Mm-hmm.
[She's not convinced entirely not to use the matches at all just yet, even so. Now that she's embarrassed herself once, she at least knows what to expect next time, and it's the only thing she could find so far that's been able to actually feel warm.
At the question, though, she actually stops pouting long enough to consider the options.]
Diner, right? We can get hot coffee there.
[In terms of warmth, the diner's got more to offer, even if the bar's got a food menu. Not that drinking doesn't sound a little tempting. Maybe later.]
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Mm-hmm.
[She's not convinced entirely not to use the matches at all just yet, even so. Now that she's embarrassed herself once, she at least knows what to expect next time, and it's the only thing she could find so far that's been able to actually feel warm.
At the question, though, she actually stops pouting long enough to consider the options.]
Diner, right? We can get hot coffee there.
[In terms of warmth, the diner's got more to offer, even if the bar's got a food menu. Not that drinking doesn't sound a little tempting. Maybe later.]