"-And you think you can just come and go as you please now?"
"Oh do shut up, Adrienne, you sound like a cow when you go on like father." Emma was glaring daggers, wishing her sister had some modicum of restraint and had continued on into the party. Instead, they continued with their squabble, which Emma thought was fairly petty and useless. "You just want to get into father's good graces by making my life difficult and it's rather pathetic."
"Well it's not like I really have to try." A pause. "You can commit professional and social suicide all you like, but to drag our family down with you-"
"This isn't some bloody episode of Gossip Girl, Adrienne," Emma hissed. "This is my life and I'm free to make choices, even if it's not something mommy and daddy want to live with." She grew more and more tempted to hit her sister as their fight went on, but held back. If nothing else, she wanted to prove she had more class than that.