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9/6/12 06:38 (UTC)She slammed the bathroom door open behind her with an open palm and stalked out, only to run almost directly into Priestly, who'd been waiting outside.
"Tish, what --"
She cut him off with a fist in his shirt, pulling him in and pressing a firm kiss to his lips. He flailed for a split second, grunting softly, then returned it until she pulled back.
"Your friends suck." She opened her hand on his shirt and pressed her palm against his chest. "Tell them they owe me a fucking dinner."
And she started off again, arms crossed over her chest, her head bent low, leaving Priestly standing in front of the restroom door.