"Oh yes." Heidi said, swiveling around and propping her head in her hands making a faux-serious face. "One hundred percent serious. Like you."
Heidi pouted. "Awww." She teased. "Don't want to have some fun? I'm still randy..."
"I was. It was fun." To Heidi's high mind, Tracey's refusal to humor her, a rare event when it came to girls she took home, aggravated her. So now when she spoke, it held a more annoyed tone. "You never finished your sentence." When Heidi was like this, it was easy for her to focus on minuscule things. "You said 'you were shagging that slag all night when...'" Heidi played up Tracey's voice, switching her currently heavy irish accent somewhat successfully with a London one. "You never finished the sentence."