“So you managed to run the kid off, then?” Goldie asked, as he and Zoe sat at the table.
“Can you be a little less sarcastic, and happy with yourself?” Zoe growled, and Goldie chuckled.
“My, we are in a snit, aren’t we?” he shot back. Zoe glared at him.
-- Inferno – Chapter Four by badkarma00