[ Clarisse isn't the most observant person in the world, and she probably wouldn't have paid any attention to Meredith's comments—she's already heard plenty of people muttering about her today—if it weren't for the fact that her pronouncement was followed by a sort of stunned silence on the part of almost all of the patrons and employees of the cafe. The quiet allows her to zero in on the one person who elects not to keep their mouth shut, and suddenly, thoughts of lattes are replaced by thoughts of other things. Punching, for one. Yelling, for another. ]
What did you say? [ she asks as she comes stomping over. ] If you have something to say to me, you better be willing to say it to my face!
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What did you say? [ she asks as she comes stomping over. ] If you have something to say to me, you better be willing to say it to my face!