Skeezy Steve started to say something but Christina put a hand on his shoulder. She stepped up as intimidating as she could be to Rosario. She raised a finger and put a determined angry look on her face. She got within and inch of Rosario's face.
"You know what I have to say about that?"
Her voice was low and quiet and menacing. The slowly, almost annoyingly so, she poked Rosario's nose.
"Boop."
She straightened up laughing hysterically at her own odd version of a prank. She grabbed her tub of candy and threw a handful in her mouth before looking as Skeezy Steve who was doubled over in laughter. Christina threw another handful of candy into her mouth before setting the bucket back down.
"Tell you what, Rosalina. Deal. Throw my cue up on a pole. Put those brass knuckles up there too. Hell, throw anything you want on that pole. Like I just told Mickster Rooney there, I know hardcore. I learned it from the punks and the pits and the back alleys and the basement fight clubs and the gas station women's restroom on the outskirts of Vegas. And I promise you that whatever my new bestie can throw at me, I can take it and give it back."
Christina started for the door but stopped to point a finger at Rosario.
"And if you try to get involved and try to turn our violent dance into an unexpected three-way, I'll make you pay. ¿Me entiendes, perrito?"
And with that she left, with Skeezy Steve taking a handful of candy and following her out, leaving the rest on the general manager's desk.
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