"I can't believe you," she snarled. "Of all the stupid things you’ve done this is dumbest of them all."
"Let's not point fingers here Emma," he subconsciously replied.
“Emma?!” her voice growing.
“Becky. Sorry. When was the last time you read the paper?” he once again replied as though he was a robot. Becky stood up and yelled,
“No more!” before stomping away. The man quickly realized what had happen, stood up, and sped quickly to the door,
“Becky listen. I made a mistake; I can only do so much about it now.”
She looked at him intensely and before arguing stood concentrated on the man,
“You said my name wrong. What’s your excuse for that? Besides the panda-”
“Don’t bring her into this! I bought a panda, let it go already.” He argued.
“That oversized cat is probably the reason you seem to so easily forget my name!” she stated as she sat down on an old discolored sofa bed. “We have no money. Then you go out and import a panda! Normal people don’t do that.”
He sat beside her and gently reassured her, “Some people have cats, some people have dogs, and some people even have birds. It just so happens we have our very own panda. Emma is no different from any other animal.”
Again she stood up but this time with anger she stated, “Stop giving it a name, we need to take him back before-” she was cut off by a loud growl that echoed from the kitchen. “We will discuss this after I go feed her!”
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