"Oh, darling," Lola sighed, and a few tears just went for it, her hand grasping his when he took hers, "Of course it was. They don't trust me as far as they can throw me, and I'm apparently tarting around with you! I had no idea, did you?" She looked at him, absolutely confused and hurt and sad and all things one shouldn't be in Starbucks.
"Kenzie said I was being 'questionable' with you. And that he didn't feel good about 'us'. Him and I. Then he said he had to take care of him and that he couldn't be with me right now. What does that mean? He said Stella was honest! Honest!" She waved the hand not holding Benny's now, "If she were honest, you and I'd be shagging right now! We're not shagging!" Perhaps she should lower her voice, she thought after the old woman sitting a table over looked at her. She frowned.