Marietta had been insulted better than this at children's parties. Of course this was Michael Corner so she should know better. But the fact that they were still holding onto hope for the future, that was the most adorable thing. If only she could truly squash those dreams - but no, she didn't need to out herself just yet. Not until things got much more dire.
"Michael...Michael. Honestly, don't you have any better material by now? Although when you work in a bar I suppose you aren't really working around the most quality of people, are you? It's not as if I should have expected you to grow up any since school though. Your best mate barely speaks unless someone pokes him hard enough to make him squeal and the other one - well I can barely even remember that ones name. So where are you going to learn from?"
Marietta looked over at Anthony this time. "Anthony, you may be a bit of a recluse, but you need to learn how to get yourself somewhere on your own before you let this," Marietta gestured to Michael, "drag you all the way to the bottom with him. Although I suppose neither of you will have to worry much longer if Pandora has something to say about it. Let me know how the DA works out for you though. I'm just itching to know how your brilliant band of friendship is going to somehow solve the problem. Oh wait, I won't need you to tell me, will I? I already have someone who can do that."