"Son of a bitch."
Flack frowned at the voice and stuck his head out the door.
Ava slammed the heel of her hand against the front of the vending machine and cursed again. "Why aren't you working?" she muttered as she glared into the machine and hit it again.
Stepping into the hall, Flack smirked. "What did that poor machine do to deserve that kind of abuse?"
She glared at it again before turning to her fiancé to glare at him. "It ate my dollar. And it won't give me a candy bar." She turned back to it and wound up to hit it again, hoping to dislodge something. "Stupid piece of crap. What have I ever done to you?" She looked at Don again as she stepped back from the machine just a little. "I mean, all I wanted was a little chocolate. I put my dollar in, I pushed the button for what I wanted, and nothing happened. It just sat there like a lump. A stupid useless heap of steel that ate my dollar when I wanted a snack." She crossed her arms over her chest and sighed heavily. "Rat bastard."
"Done?" he raised an eyebrow.
"What do you think?"
He stepped closer to her and smiled. Reaching into his jacket pocket, he pulled a Milky Way out and held it in the palm of his hand. "Would this help?"
She couldn't help the smile that pulled at her lips as she took the proffered treat. "You knew the machine was broken and you let me come out here anyway?"
"No. But I know how PMS affects a normal woman. I don't want to think about the hell that would break loose if you didn't get your chocolate. Just like to be prepared for all situations here."
She stood up on her tip toes and kissed him on the cheek as he grinned. "I would kick your ass, but you just saved the day. Thank you."