[ the huff and gasp for air carol overhears is courtesy of the agent, who wriggles and fusses even in caroline's firm grip. it's not that she can't handle the weight... but more that she can't help but whine when she gets kicked in the ribs by an uncooperative and yet incapable of walking morningstar agent. ]
No, [ through gritted teeth, followed up by a snappish would you knock it off aimed squarely at the man in her arms. she might be bridal carrying him now, but if he doesn't get it together, she's going to fling him over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes. ]
But can you get the door?
[ to the van, so that she can be rid of this unappreciative jerk! ]
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No, [ through gritted teeth, followed up by a snappish would you knock it off aimed squarely at the man in her arms. she might be bridal carrying him now, but if he doesn't get it together, she's going to fling him over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes. ]
But can you get the door?
[ to the van, so that she can be rid of this unappreciative jerk! ]