I broke out in laughter, and she stared at me crazy. “Zoy, I can promise you don’t have to worry about me getting at him.” She was confused. “So, you want to meet him?” “Why did you just call me a stupid bitch, Zoy?” “Menace, I never called you that… you want to squash the beef, so I think it’s only right you meet him.”
Not a stupid bitch.
