[ She gets the vague impression that he's enjoying this, which simply won't do. (Also, she can't remember last time. Not the night portion of it, at least.) ]
We'll see about that. [ The drunk tank part. Jess can't make any more distinct a threat, given she has no actual plan of recourse. She doesn't want to go home, and it's getting too cold to fall asleep outside, so a night at the station sounds fine. And she recalls mention of coffee. She'll just have to find a way to make it hell for him between now and then. Clambering into the SUV with an uneasy stomach, one occurs to her whether she likes it or not. ]
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We'll see about that. [ The drunk tank part. Jess can't make any more distinct a threat, given she has no actual plan of recourse. She doesn't want to go home, and it's getting too cold to fall asleep outside, so a night at the station sounds fine. And she recalls mention of coffee. She'll just have to find a way to make it hell for him between now and then. Clambering into the SUV with an uneasy stomach, one occurs to her whether she likes it or not. ]