Working with America was simple. It wasn't complicated like her other relationships. The girl spoke her mind and wasn't afraid to call her on her shit. While she sometimes didn't like it, she always appreciated the the other woman's openness.
Reaching into the bag, she pulled out her own meal and started to eat away at it. In her mind, she was piecing together how this was gonna go. She'd hand the photos over to the other woman. Tell her what she was going to tell the guy. Then invite the guy over and stand behind America while that happened. Last thing she needed was to get assaulted and or shot at by someone who was emotionally unstable.
She was about halfway done when she looked across the table to check her partner's progress. One point for avoiding talking about her trainwreck of a non-existent love life for five minutes!