"That was uncalled for." She spat, her eyes blazing with anger. She walked past him, went to the bed where she stood, and waited for him. Once he was in front of her, she said, "You didn't have to involve her in this."
"What? I did what you asked me to do," he defended. "In your words, I quote, 'Go ahead and ask one of the servants to assist you.'" He said, his voice unusually tiny. "That was exactly what I did. What's the problem?"
"First of all, don't ever mimic my voice. I am very sure that I don't sound like that."
"That's how you sound when you are angry." A small smile perched on his lips.
She ignored him and continued, "Secondly, if you want to involve someone else in your madness—"
"You mean our madness?" He interrupted her,
She ignored his interruption and continued, "Be wise enough to know who to choose."
"Yes, from the look of things, I chose the right person."
She paused her movement, "You did it on purpose, didn't you?"
