Alicia was expecting this. They said you never expected The Spanish Inquisition but that was so not true. Well maybe, she hadn't been expecting it tonight.
"There is no Pucey thing," she said, stepping around Ang and picking up her pail of mop water. "There is nothing. I don't want to talk about it."
And then she dumped the water down the drain and if some of it splashed up on Angelina well she was standing too damned close.