“I want to talk to the manager right this moment,” Becky screamed pushing you aside so she can face off with the Ass. “My mother is a district attorney and she will sue you,” Becky ranted!
Sighing softly you think of the other times your friend has bullied those just doing their job. "Becky,” you whisper as you feel your cheeks redden.
Suddenly remembering the crowd you turn around to discover many pairs of eyes upon your little drama and all of them male. Wishing you did not wear your favorite skirt today you feel an even deeper blush creeping over your features.
“Hey look at the cute tail,” someone in the crowd yells! Angry retorts upon your lips you turn your head as you notice they are looking toward Becky not you.
But any bits of anger or jealously quickly die as you stare in shocked surprise at your friend’s bushy tail which moves as if it has a life of its own as she debates with the booth attendant. Curling suddenly as Becky gets angrier the tail looks much like that of a Malamute or husky dog.