“So, um…whatcha think?” Simon asked, leading the way out of the theater and into the cold street of NYC.
Ronnie made a derisive sound while Sophie said, “Don’t see what the big deal is. I mean, it was okay, but nothing to go cray-cray over. How many standing ovations were there? Like ten? Gimme a break.”
“It sucked,” Ronnie said, mincing no words.
“Cassandra?” Simon asked.
“Uh…it was okay, I guess,” she said shrugging. “I’m not really in the mood to like anything right now.”
“There’s nothing to like,” Ronnie said.