New Owner: The Other Girl is a Whore Now?

Running outside, Jamie pulled the stone out, readying herself to fix what she did. "I'm *so* sorry," she told the other girl. The girl turned and scowled at her, a cigarette hanging out of her mouth. "Who the fuck are *you*? Get the fuck outta my way, bitch. I'm working here." Then she strutted off in her impossibly high heels, shaking her ass as much as possible. What was she, some kind of whore now? The stone must have caused something worse than she thought. "I wish ..." Jamie began.