“Can you hurry it up, you sloth. They want to close up.”
“I’m coming! Why is it that you don’t give others the same courtesy when they’re waiting for you?” Sam asked as she shoved her half-closed laptop into her bag.
“Because I don’t take half an hour to wait for like you do?” Jacob replied.
“I don’t take half – ”
“I called you an hour ago.” Jacob cut her off, his voice flat.
“Yeah well, you do it too,” she scowled at him.
“No I don’t and you know it. Now move, I want to lock the door.”