Had she perhaps just delivered a beating upon a unsuspecting rival? Snagged herself a opportunity at gold? Or simply earned a hefty pay cheque by grabbing a main event? None, funnily enough. Instead, Karen Starring had done that which she enjoys most. She had utterly, and outstandingly, ducked a rival who was damn near begging for a fight!
Having immediately left the LAW premises, still clad in a lazy jeans and hoodie combination from which she had delivered a self-described, "Verbal beating" on one Katherine Hart, Karen saw no better time than to fill her pantry. After all, a successful, satisfying day deserved a meal of similar stature to go with it!
Already partially down the first aisle, trolley in hand, the amazonian figure would find herself gazing upon the produce section, eyes specifically to a bag of unwaxed lemons before her eyes. The sight of which for some reason brought a odd smile to her face.
"Huh..." Hand reaching forward for said bag, she'd flap at the air as she brought it back, that smile growing whilst thinking to herself.
Nah. I've had enough bitter for one day - evidently referring to the previous figure whom she had encountered on LAW premises!