Bitch better step off my kool-aid. Okay, it wasn't her kool-aid, but that didn't stop the irrational flare of wanting to push the bitch overboard when she smiled at him. Get therapy already. God. She resisted the urge to be a bitch and ask for her name in return. "Gotta love the triangle." she said instead, managing to still be conversational. "I love this kind of stuff."