Phoebe pouted. "I really didn't mean to... Anyway, you slapped me too, didn't you?"
Gail shrieked, "You had the nerve to slap my princess?"
Bell glared at me as well. Phoebe blinked innocently. "Oh, it's fine. I was the one who started it."
Oh, right. I had indeed "slapped" her.
I calmed down a little as I recalled Phoebe slapping herself. I scrutinised her face.
I could still see some fingerprints underneath her thick foundation.
Very well. This made me much happier.
I averted my gaze and turned to leave, but Phoebe stepped in front of me again. "Queena, I heard that you're in a relationship. Is that true?"
What nonsense was she spouting this time?
I frowned. "Does that have anything to do with you? We're not exactly well acquainted, are we?"
Leonard stepped forward and grabbed
