"Could use another." Romeo eyed Rosemary's juice in her hand. "Feeling a bit parched."
Rosemary glanced towards the juice in front of him.
"Don't you have one?"
"Yours tastes better."
"Here you go then." Rosemary pushed her juice towards Romeo and picked a new one for herself.
Watching his plans fall through, Romeo felt a wave of disappointment.
A smug smile played on Rosemary's lips as she watched him. Their interaction was particularly irritating to the girls around, who found them unnerving.
After a while, Romeo got up to wash his hands in the main building. He had been eating pastries and his hands were a bit greasy.
Rosemary waited in the garden, leisurely sipping her juice and admiring the garden view.
"She looks so smug. It's infuriating!"
"Even if Serena could tolerate it, I can't."
"She acts as if she owns the place!"
"What is she doing now?"