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"Jo, get back in the car." Xander said impatiently, looking at his watch and then at the burning sun.
Joanne completely ignored him, turning her head away from him.
"Joanne..." He called, a warning tone in his voice.
"Is this man bothering you, miss?" An older man, who was waiting for the next bus downtown, approached the twenty-four-year-old.
"This man happens to be this miss' husband." Xander scowled. "So you better stayed out of this."
"Oh my god, how much ruder can you get?" Xander groaned at his wife's antics. "I thought you were only a liar."
"Woman-"
"I think you should leave the young lady alone. Clearly she doesn't want you around even though you claim to be her husband." The man intervened again.
"Mister-"
"Sir." Joanne corrected him.
