Sheela blinked and looked up at the other like she was crazy. And she was! Not even one word about being okay or a "Hi my name is..." Just then, the mark on her wrist turned black. Jeeze, she had to remind herself that she wasn't looking at a mood ring because that's the way she felt at that moment. Impatient, irritated, and ready to knock some sense into the other girl staring daggers into her. "How about you back that up a few and add a please to the end of your demand, sweety, and maybe I will show it to you," she snapped back at her. She didn't care how the other react or how stressed out she was, it was no excuse for being rude and stupid. "And my name is Sheela if you find it in whatever's left in your heart to care."