@adrenalinesaint (continued from here)
Well, she gave him a chance.
Now, to consider her options.
She could hit him with the cane, but he’ll probably be expecting that. At this point, it’s basically her signature move. She could also reach out, take the cigarette off his hands and force him to swallow it, but she doubts that will have the desired effect. She wants to actually scare him, not make him enjoy it, too.
So she settles for option three, and hopes her dyspraxia doesn’t ruin the moment.
Before she gives her body time to betray her, her hand darts across the table, fingers hooking around the handle of a mug of considerable size, which she herself filled with tea earlier. Next thing she knows, the contents of said mug have been thrown in Jonathan’s face, effecively putting out the offending cigarette.
“Second chance.”
