"I'm not telling you!" Carolina shakes him again. Tosses him back into his chair and stands. "You think people just go around sharing all the ways they were wronged over dinner? Like I'd happily divulge that to some idiot who thought it'd be a smart idea to waltz my way, asking questions he doesn't deserve to know the answer to?!"

The complexity of her rage takes the form of wrinkled eye-corners, of a perfect u-shaped frown. She throws herself away from the table before it becomes kindle to her rapidly-catching fire.

"I told you what you wanted to know about CT and I. I entertained your fraternizing. Now, I'm done."

She makes for the door. Stops once and sends a scathing look over her shoulder.

"If you bother me again, I'll break your arms. Understand?"