Colt: snarling What-?! Don't act like you f*cking know me ya bleeding-!
Marcy: Jane, sit down! she glared at Leticia but tries to keep calm You'd be a bit more than upset if you were in her position so don't even go there. And Richard is right, all you guys have done since I met you is yell and argue so really, who are you to try and tell anyone off?
Colt sighed with an annoyed eye-roll and drank from her beer
Colt: Y'should've left me in the hotel.
Marcy: I'd rather I didn't.
Colt: I'd rather not be around a bunch of argumentative eejits who can't have a conversation without getting all wide with each other.
Marcy: You're telling me you'd rather be in that hotel room surrounded by your own B.O and be in a perpetual haze of stress and isolation?
Colt: Y'just described my general existence. Also, do ye have a fetish with my hygiene or some sh*t? Seems that's all you're fixated on.
Talking to Marcy had already calmed the vet down much to the nurse's relief
Marcy: Perhaps. she sips her own drink Can we try and keep things peaceful now? If just for a little bit?