Lucy shook her head and grit her teeth, "Come on, Arvin. I don't want you around this tramp anymore." She angrily commanded of him as she began to storm off. The young man could only sigh in response, mumbling, "Don't you think you're being a little too harsh."<br/><br/>His words put a stop to her stride, and the barmaid turned back to shoot him a dirty glace.