Her silence dimmed the atmosphere, the colors around her were as muted as her voice. Her calm demeanor made his anything but. Her cool stare was directed not at him, but the opposite wall. He needed to know why.
“Hey, why are you so quiet? Is this some sort of punishment? Is it my fault? Oh, ho ho, it’s always my fault, isn’t it?
Her eyes twitched at this, a sign of weakness. He raised his voice.
“Tell me. Tell me! Why must I endure this treatment?”
“Shut up! Watch the movie you antelope’s ass!” She drenched him with popcorn.