“Since we’re all for shock value right now, I’m contemplating getting down and dirty with Brecken since we’re the only two singles left standing,” Rina announces, and that’s when Aria topples backward off her chair, causing the entire bar to stop for exactly two seconds and stare. “Shit,” Rina cusses, pushing me aside and scrambling out of her seat, shooting over to Aria who is staring murder up at her. “I was kidding. Christ. Over-the-top reaction, much?”
