Trenton: I think you should focus on what you want to order, love.
Adam: I thought it was funny. Rude as sh*t, but funny.
Fuchsia: Fine then. I'll save you all the trouble. *Dropping his menu onto the table as stood up from his seat and headed for the door
Trenton: Where, pray tell, are you going?
Fuchsia: To find my f*cking manners.
*With a glare, he exited the room. When the door closed behind him, he glanced in both directions for the restroom. If he wandered around he'd find it eventually... right? Something about Sang yelling at him had given him a serious flashback. He needed a minute to himself, and yet everywhere he looked was so damn crowded.