"Where is he?" Joanna shouted the moment she stepped into the men's restroom.
"Where did that cheating bastard run off to?" She yelled and frantically looked around as if she was searching for someone.
"Hey, sorry for disturbing you," Joanna tapped the couple, smooching each other close to the washing hand sink.
"Did you see a dude run in here....,"
"Fuck off bitch!" The furious lady retorted, her deadly glares shot at Joanna's face.
"How dare you touch my man with those filthy hands of yours?" She hissed.
"Is it my fault that you couldn't keep your man under control...,"
"I asked you a simple question. Did you have to insult me ugh?" Joanna snarled.
Her harsh tone made the lady remove the hands she wrapped around her boyfriend's neck.
She swivelled and glared at Joanna.
"How dare you speak to me in that manner? Do you know whose daughter I am...,"
