Nancy

Jake smiled behind the wheel, with that suave look he always seemed to have.

"Yes, but the thing is, she told me you were drunk and couldn't drive," Jake replied to Kyle.

These two didn't even know each other, yet it was clear they were already at odds.

"Well, Kyle, you've seen that I'm fine now. I'll talk to you when I get home, alright?" I said, but he quickly refused.

"I haven't seen that you're fine. I've only heard you. That doesn't put my mind at ease. But yes, we'll talk when you get home." Well, he didn't refuse. Thank goodness. I didn't want this conversation to drag...