Zoe bristled and took a step back, really not liking him like this. When he told her she looked like shit, she gave him a dull look. "Thanks. Really great you came all this way to tell me that. Anything else, I'm sure you can just text it to me."
She ignored him and took out her keys muttering, "Along with your 137 other texts.." she jammed the key in the lock with more force than necessary, wanting him to go away.