Like an angry horse with an itchy nose, Joanna sprang to her feet, almost knocking off her milkshake on the table if it hadn't been for Kayla's swift action.
"Watch that stinking gutter of yours, Stacy. I will not sit down here and what you indirectly call my friend or prostitute."
"Joanna!" Nicole called in a rebuking tone.
"No, you watch your trashy mouth, Joanna." Stacy also jumped to her feet, wagging a finger at her, ready to claw at her face if need be. "I didn't call your friend any name but if you think she's one then so be it."
Amelia and the others stood up while the manager of the coffee shop with Amelia's bodyguards rushed down to the table. But the two most angry ladies on the table kept lashing out at each other, calling each other names and boring a big hole in their friendship bond.