“I’ll take over,” Riley volunteered. “The hell you will. I have yelling to do,” Nick snapped. “Don’t you tell my friend what to do.” Jasmine stepped in front of Riley and crossed her arms. Jasmine’s idea of conflict resolution was to throw as much gasoline on the fire as possible until everything exploded. “Don’t criticize my feelings about my girlfriend putting herself in the literal line of fire!” “Don’t you tell me what to do!” “Wow. She really has no sense of self-preservation at all,” Josie said, hopping up on the kitchen island to get a better view of the argument.
