Felicia was fine to be left on her own. She simply moved over to the cup of coffee she'd left on the counter and added cream and sugar to it, letting the two of them talk. She wasn't sure what they were saying in there, but she didn't mind. Either Johnny would tell the truth, or he'd lie. She figured he didn't need to lie, he could get whatever type of girl he wanted.
She stood at the kitchen sink and sipped her coffee, wondering if she should follow them into the living room or not.