Charlie rolled her eyes, unimpressed by the apathetic display.
"Does it look like I'm tryin' to keep yah here? I'm the one with dinner that's gonna be frozen solid by the time I finally get back to my apartment," she drawled, finding every possible excuse to be annoyed by Tanya's mere presence. For another moment she lingered, partially wanting to draw the fight out more, but her stomach was growling and she really, really disliked having to reheat Chinese food. It never tasted the same.
With some lingering unwillingness, she bounced from foot to food and finally turned on her heel, striding away from the blond and her stupid photograph, intent on reaching her apartment.