"Oh, bollocks, Tabitha! You bloody well broke the poor bloke and you could have given a rat's arse about it! You weren't there to see him or comfort him! It's called self-control, so it is every bit your fault." She added with a hiss, "And watch it with the powers, not everyone in this city is fond of non-human types!"
She smacked her hand on the bar top and said through gritted teeth, "And stop it with the Sam shite! I will not let you break this one's heart, Tabitha. Will not." She wanted to smash that damn bottle on her head, but instead she took it away from her and put it back where it belonged.