[Now that the fright of zombies seems to be lessening, other things can be addressed again. Giselle is sitting back at First In, Last Out, where she and Sheldon had their date, with a glass of wine and a slightly dejected expression. It's not a very mature sort of look, either. Slighty pouty, one could say
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What d'you mean?
[She plops down right next to her, glass of cheap vodka in her hand.]
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[Giselle looks brighter for a moment, then the smile falters again and she glances away.]
I think that I upset Sheldon...
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Sheldon. He's the one that showed up during the zombie thing. Why? What happened?
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He didn't think that we should have sex yet.
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...why not?
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He said that he thought it wasn't the right time.
[She's looking right at Johanna, sure, but her expression still seems slightly distracted. Her foot bounces in place under the table, fingers tracing patterns on its surface.]
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She's quiet for a minute, thinking about this.]
Hurt your feelings, huh?
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[She sips slowly at her drink.]
What are you going to do about it?
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I don't really know. I've not often been angry before.
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[She swirls the ice in her cup.]
Doesn't do much good to stay that way, I'll say that much.
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