Mardi turned and went back into the room.
Blondie said, “Wait….”
Mardi kept going and she shut the door.
Blondie turned on me. “So that’s how it is?” she said, her eyes brooding thunder and lightning.
“Save it,” I said tensely. I wasn’t taking anything from this dame. “On your way, Blondie, and make it snappy.”
She shook her head. “You ain’t getting away with it like this,” she said. “I’ve got to have a little talk with you.”
I walked past her and threw open the door. “If you ain’t outside in two seconds, I’ll toss you out,” I said.
At that moment the guy opposite me has to come out. He stood there, his eyes popping. I took no notice of him. I just waited for Blondie to take it on the lam.
She hesitated, but she knew she wasn’t in the right place to start trouble. She walked slowly past me into the corridor. “All right, you heel,” she said, “I’ll make plenty of trouble for you.”
“Save it,” I told her. “I don’t like you, and I never did. Keep away from me if you want to stay healthy, or else you’ll run into a nasty shock.”