"Yeah, this is funny as hell. You can take a cab." he muttered in frustration, still refusing to look at her. "Because I'm stopping for pizza whether you want it, or not. I didn't eat since lunch." He stood back up to get through the door, and turned his head to the side to hide his face with the messy mop of red hair. This wasn't even funny anymore. In his eyes, she was just being mean, and he wasn't going to be nice, then, either.<br/><br/>Not a chance.