Re: [Yelling, maybe: Steve, Janus, Atticus]
"How-" she sputtered. "You don't get to tell me what I am or when I am it!" Janis picked up a coffee mug--she had been drinking from one, all day, while they'd been waiting--and threw it at Atticus' head. She didn't have particularly good aim. "I don't deal with assholes!" (This is patently untrue.)