It wasn't even as if John's pride was hurt. It was just truly a shock to the system, and the changes he would have to make to his daily routine. The things he'd have to learn to deal with. There was the mountain of issues women had to deal with, socially and physically - specific ones that John made effort not to contribute to. Like the beating women down in society. It was ridiculous that in a situation that if him and Kitty, equally capable for a job, there was a higher chance he'd get paid for it. It was bullshit. Taking a deep breath, he sighed.
And why was it so hard to breath as a woman. Why couldn't he breath naturally? Now John was very focused on his breathing while Kitty was busy talking to Nas. He was taking deep breaths trying to breath but each breath he was hyper aware of being somewhat labored. Odd.
Bras!
The bullshit women put up with for the society that judged them so harshly. Okay, he was getting a new appreciation for Kitty and women in general. "I..." Johnette looked to Kitty. "Can't breath." He said more matter-of-fact than anything. "I think we should leave. I'm done with this place. I'm done with those ridiculous shoes. I'm done with this dress. I just want to go home with you Kitty..." She stated as if there was another option for Kitty.
"This place kind of sucks." His gaze went to the Toadstool. "Nothing personal."