Without having visibly traversed the space between the bar and your table, Aileen is at your shoulder. \u201cIs there a problem here, Sparrar?\u201d She asks quietly. It\u2019s the quietest thing you have heard her say.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sparrar sighs, \u201cah, here she comes! The Wicked Witch of County Cork. Don\u2019t you have no pint pots that need cleaning?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201dI asked you a question,\u201d says Aileen. Even quieter this time. The pub is now so silent that you can hear Adrian\u2019s leather jeans creaking in the pool room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201dThis is the problem,\u201d Sparrar indicates you, \u201cand this princess here is the problem,\u201d he indicates Bae, across the table, and then his voice leaps into a roar, \u201cand you are the bloody problem here, girl!\u201d He plays to the crowd. \u201cEveryone knows, right? Shocking, innit? An old hag like you shacking up with a princess like\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Bae is on her feet, \u201cI am not a fucking princess!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Do you, put two and two together and recoil from Aileen and Bae in shock? (goto 83<\/a>)<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
Do you, stay frosty and ride this out? (goto 87<\/a>)<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n