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Finished Dancing
Connie was pissed. She knew Mike was behind all this. He pimped her out to the jury. She didn't like that. However, Jack denied her request for a new partner. He wanted them to work this out. Together. Yeah, right, like that'll be possible. Still he sat there with that apologetic look in his eyes- like a kid saying sorry to his mother after he'd done something bad. Connie didn't approve of any of what he did. "I don't forgive you," she pointedly stated.
"Connie-" he began.
"No, Mike!" she yelled back. "I don't even think you're aware that I have feelings. What the hell am I to you, huh? A robot?"
"No, Connie, of course not-" he began again.
"Then why, huh?" she asked him. "That hurt more than you think."
"I wanted to see how you would hold up," he confessed. "You seemed like someone who could handle anything that came her way."
Connie stood up. She couldn't handle any of this anymore. She stormed out of the office. She decided to take the stairs because it would be a hell of a lot faster than waiting for the stupid elevator (plus she could ignore Mike more easily). She walked briskly out of the building with Mike at her heals. She hailed a cab and before she got inside, she turned around and slapped Mike. It was then he decided to rethink how he wanted to apologize. He knew he wanted to make amends, just not how.