Katie snorted frustratedly, and then proceeded to throw herself into the business of opening the bottle of wine. She had uncorked the bottle and started pouring before she even got to speaking. 'No, he's not. But if you bloody ask me, all men should be fixed,' she spit. The proverbial light switch and been violently flicked and Katie was back to being so on edge, she was practically already falling.
Pouring the wine, Katie handed Angelina a glass, raised her own in silent toast, and downed it in a single shot.