Calmly, Tereya nodded her head over towards the empty seats. "How 'bout we all shut up, sit down, and have a bite? I didn't set the table to let the food grow cold, you know..." She muttered. Smirnov rolled his eyes and shook his head. "That's no way to treat a guest."
"Who said I wanted guests over?!"
"Well, the way you were bitchin' at me about how I wasn't visiting and all that, it seemed pretty obvious...."
That caused a small, but embarrassed blush to creep across her face. But, the bad word Smirnov had used had infuriated her once more, and she could only utter these words to the family around her.
"Someone hold me back...."
Then, she abruptly turned around, a twitching smile on her face, and a comical vein popping on her forehead as she walked furiously towards her brother, ready to beat the everloving crap out of him for his comment.