[Hilda has tons of audacity, so of course she's going to start dragging him out of sheer frustration. Her grip is tight, but not so iron-clad that he's unable to break out of it--although the sudden tug does have her stumbling backwards a bit.
He has no shortage of audacity either, the jerk.]
Ugh, fine.
[She glances over her should at all the cute animals--sorry, not even a puppy would be enough for her to want to participate--and then stalks off toward a small coffee shop a few dozen yards down the road. She enters, not even bothering to hold the door for him.]
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He has no shortage of audacity either, the jerk.]
Ugh, fine.
[She glances over her should at all the cute animals--sorry, not even a puppy would be enough for her to want to participate--and then stalks off toward a small coffee shop a few dozen yards down the road. She enters, not even bothering to hold the door for him.]