Yes, Alpha Daddy
I stopped singing.
“Come on,” I said. “Give it a go.”
“No way,” she said. “It’s stupid.”
People around her quietened, their ears pricked.
“It’s not stupid, Verity. Stupid is trying to form relationships on the phone with a stick up your ass and inflexibility of communication.”
“It’s stupid,” she repeated. “I’m not going to make an absolute tit out of myself, not for you.”
“You’re already making an absolute tit out of yourself, Miss Macua, I’m just asking you to sing.”